Really?

Today is a day of frustration. My sister watches MJ for a few hours on Fridays, between when I leave for work and CJ comes home. I always drop MJ off at 2:00pm. ALWAYS. Today, at quarter to two, my sister called me and said to not drop MJ off at her house – she was out getting her nails done. Are you kidding me? She relies so heavily on my babysitting money to drive her daughter back and forth to preschool that she hounds me about it every week (even though I give it to her the same day every time), yet she has money to blow on a manicure. WTF.

She wanted me to drop MJ off at Walmart, where she was getting her nails done, but I did not want to. He has been sick for the past few days and was finally getting better. I did not want him in and out of cars, running around, etc. Plus, she has two girls of her own to handle while her nails got done.

I really did not have a choice because I do not have someone else to watch MJ. As I was driving to Walmart, my sister tried to call me. My speaker does not work, so I did not answer. She immediately tried to call again so I pulled over to take the call. There had been a change of plans. As her nails got done sooner than she thought and her girls were hungry, they were going to go to Pizza Hut.

I was livid. I did not want him in a public place around other people when he was sick. I did not want her feeding him – we are a paleo family, whether she agrees with that lifestyle or not. She promised she wouldn’t and they would go straight home. I did not believe her.

CJ and MJ always come to visit me on Friday nights on my dinner break. MJ looked terrible when they got here and CJ looked like he was ready to kill my sister. MJ had gone from looking and sounding almost 100% better to being so sick it was heartbreaking just to listen to him breathe. There was no way my sister had taken him straight home.

CJ tries his best not to take his frustrations out on me as he knows she is my sister, but I agree sometimes. I will always love her, but her nonchalance when it comes to the care of MJ really bothers me. I do not have anyone else to watch him while I work and I only work part-time so he can spend most of his days with me. Both CJ and I wish we could figure out a way where I could stay home and he could always stay with me. Plus, my sister is pregnant with baby number three, due in August, and there is no way I am going to let her watch MJ after that.

Most work-from-home jobs do not seem legitimite and they scare me away from even trying to investigate them further. I would love to watch a few children in my home as I used to work at a daycare for three years, but all my ads and fliers do not seem to be doing any good. Hopefully something good comes our way soon.

Sorry about my complaining.

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Night One

We my have closed last Friday, but last night was the first night we slept in the house. Attempting to paint and move by oneself is awful hard.

The woman who lived in the house prior to us must have had a great love affair with the color pink. Four of the rooms in the house were an “awesome” shade of pink. They had to be painted, especially MJ’s room. There is no way CJ was alright with his son sleeping in a pink room 🙂

A large number of people offered to help us this past Sunday, so we ordered a sheet pizza for them all, then no one showed up. Unwilling to have spent all that money for nothing, CJ and I set our Paleo beliefs on hold and ate pizza for three days straight.

CJ had to borrow a dolly from work so we could attempt to move some of the larger furniture oursleves. Very few things are in the place where I want them and only three rooms of the five I wanted painted are finished. Hopefully we will be able to accomplish a lot this weekend as CJ’s parents made the six hour trip to come and help us.

Last night, CJ made our first night special. He surprised me with some sparkling cider, romantic lighting, and “our song.” He danced with me in what will eventually be our dining room. Can you say major “brownie points?” He may like to pretend he is all gruff, but he can pull out some of the sweetest moves of any guy. He is making this whole process much less stessful than it could be and I am so thankful for him.

Paleo

I have a couple of resolutions this year. I think one of the most important is that I want to recommit to the Paleo lifestyle CJ and I followed for the year we lived in Denver, CO.

While we were living in Denver, I worked at Barnes and Noble. One day when he came in to pick me up, CJ was scoping out the resolutions section and noticed The Paleo Solution by Robb Wolf. CJ bought the book, was an instant believer, and talked me into trying it out.

Wolf encourages a 30 day trial to detox the body. Within the first week alone however, CJ lost ten pounds. This is not a diet per say, it is a lifestyle change. I have never felt healthier or more energetic than while we were following this way of eating. For us, it was not about losing weight, it was about feeling better overall and leading a healthy life.

It was very easy to fall out of this way of eating while staying with my grandparents. I love my grandmother with all my heart, but she is a definite “food pusher.” When we finally get into our house, which is supposed to happen the middle of this month, we both have said that we are once more going to be Paleo. I CANNOT wait.