The husband is still behind bars in the hospital. Except today he was all out of patience and very sad in the most pathetic big eyed poor little creature kind of way. I told Evan that I thought that a big chunk of his daddy's dismay was due to not knowing exactly what was going on. If only they had a definitive answer, a label, a name of something to get a book about or freaking google or find a specialist for, then he could move on to the next step, FORMULATING A PLAN. But for now, he sits in that too short for a tall guy air filled hospital bed, bored to tears, not feeing particularly ill, just being frustrated. My poor guy.
I dragged Evan and Josh house hunting this morning. Another disappointing day of house hunting! I just know I won't find a house that gets me excited, I know I will have to fix up a house to be happy in, and finding the right house is turning out to be such a struggle. I'm still stinging over the house we tried to bid on and lost out on last month.
I saw one house that could have been a good house for us except it has been so neglected that it is pretty much a tear down but the owner of 43 years doesn't realize it yet. It is near water, so I don't think any contractor would buy it, but I am going to keep my eye on it just in case they decide to drop the price by about 40%. Then I would have enough money to bring it back to what the current owner imagines it really is. I could get really excited over being so close to the water. I was already checking the back yard out for good photo vantage points.
I'm frustrated too.
Also, I think the use of wide angle lenses in real estate photography should be outlawed.
I gotta get myself back to the posh club. I managed to get to the hotel gym a few times when we were at ATLANTIS where my sweet sweet Evan was SAVAGELY ATTACKED BY A (nurse) MAN EATING SHARK DURING THE WALK WITH THE SHARKS walk in the shark tank. Did I mention that the young girl going down right before Evan asked if the sharks ever bit anyone and the shark tank manager lady said "I am more likely to bite you than our sharks." Yes, I made sure she stayed far far away from Evan after THE INCIDENT IN WHICH HE WAS BIT BY A SHARK AT ATLANTIS ON PARADISE ISLAND IN THE BAHAMAS.
Bitter much? Who me?
Anyway, with the husband going into the hospital the morning after we got home (probably Atlantis' fault too) and all, I only made it to the posh club once since we've been home and that day I only took a sauna and a shower because I had such a massive headache.
Tomorrow I am going to work out like I haven't worked out in almost a week, which I haven't. The next weight loss contest is coming up, and I am on the fence about joining up again. I love the small group workouts, but I lean on food, and there has been a lot of leaning on food going on. Also, I am starting to think that sticking my scale in the closet was not the best move after all. I packed last year's summer clothes for our trip and they were quite snug. Come to think of it, I better join up for the weight loss contest and I better watch what I eat. I am not going to buy bigger clothes for this summer! I don't care if I can only squeeze into one pair of pants! I am only going one way and that is DOWN.