So I didn't make goal for month 1. I have a ton of excuses. Some are good and some are not.
1) My side hurts. This is a good one. I just found out Thursday, after almost 2 years, that I have gastric erosion, which, from what I can find on Google, is what you get before an ulcer. Caused by stress, and by golly, I have a lot of that. And caused by over use of ibuprofen. Here I'm worried. If I can't take ibuprofen for my pain, what can I take? I have massive allergies and have a headache almost every day. And better than that, I broke my neck 17 years ago, which doesn't really bother me much, but then, right after I had surgery on it, I pulled all of the muscles on the right side of my back. All. Of. Them. And I still have problems with it. I only resort to muscle relaxers when it makes my ear hurt, otherwise, plain ole ibuprofen. I'm worried about this one. I'll definitly be talking to my doctor about that further!
2) Stress. I am an emotional eater. I'm trying to control it, and I was getting much better. And then....
2a) Stress #1: I'm not sure that my husband is not cheating on me. Probably not physically, but most definitly emotionally. It's tearing me apart. I do try to talk to him about it, and end up talking to a wall. He's seeing a therapist now, so maybe whatever is going on can be resolved, and he won't feel like he has to look elsewhere for support?
2b) Stress #2: Money. Who doesn't have money stress? I sure wish I didn't. My husband and I have only been married for 5 years, and we've have money issues the entire time. 1 month after we got married, he lost his job, and it took a year for him to find one. You know how much you can get into debt in 1 year? We are still working on cleaning up from that. And so, we live in a 2 bedroom, less than 1000 sq foot apartment, and we have only one vehicle. And the engine light is on. And I have 2 kids, one in college. And I'm not getting child support. This sucks. :)
3) I'm tired. I'll admit, this is not a good one. But I do use it alot. I leave my house at 6am every morning, and it takes me 1 1/2 hours to get to work. Do you know about interstate traffic? Then I work 8-9 hours. And then it takes 2 hours to get home, so sometime between 6 or 7pm. That interstate traffic again. I don't understand how that really works. By the time I get home, and get dinner, and clean up after dinner, it's time to go to bed so I can do it all again. I'm working on the thought process that I HAVE to make dinner every night. I don't, but it's one of those things that I have done for so long, to not to it doesn't seem right.
Thanks for listening (reading) :) I'm usually much more joyful and humorous, but there is just so much going on right now that is pulling me down.