We are moving. Sometime this year. We cannot continue to live in these cramped conditions. We are actively searching for something and going to do what is necessary here to make it appealing to some schmuck...I mean very fortunate buyer. This means we will have lots of time coming up sorting, cleaning, painting, hopefully making money with a garage sale, and some yard work to make the outside purdy. I plan on bugging my aunt to see what all she has left from the place they moved out of- they should have more than enough for me to sneak some better curtains and other little things to class up this joint.
I have gotten back into lifting more, and being consistent with it. I have my first meet back this weekend. I am lifting raw, so no superwoman numbers this time. I am hoping for a 315 lb squat, 155 lb bench, and 315 lb deadlift. 785 total would be ok with me (it's almost the nationals qualifying total for equipped. ha). I am a little pissed at J since he's going to bail on the meet. That's $100 we could have kept. Sigh. I know he didn't intent to hurt his shoulder, but it's been an ongoing thing and it annoys me that it suddenly shows up right before a meet. I honestly think a big part is insecurity- he doesn't lift anywhere near what the others do and I think that bugs him more than he lets on.
And to the little j. Nice weather has led to some fun filled trips to the park. He loves getting out and running all over the place. The little shit is in to everything- he must touch and investigate everything he can possibly get his hands on. Good thing he's cute! Next milestone- bye bye bottles. We have 22 liner bags left and those will bite the dust. We will keep some different ones for morning and night, but that's it. He rarely uses them in daycare at all.
