I have been trying to run on the treadmill at work. This seems to be pure torture at its finest. I can't get a pace I like. I go crazy staring at the wall. I have tried to read, but it is extremely hard. We aren't allowed our mp3 players at work, which I think might make it bearable. Attempting to run in my work clothes sucks too. Polyester pants do not breath real well. I get some sort of workout since I end up sweating profusely. Thankfully, my coworkers only have to put up with me for an hour more after I attempt kill myself on the dang thing. I almost think it is easier to run pushing the stroller. Tomorrow morning Peanut Butter and I will get back to the stroller as we search out some rummage sales. Hopefully there is a bargin out there.
Peanut Butter is now going on over 7 hours without a nuk. We are breaking records here. She even went to bed without one. Not by choice, she did ask, "Nuk?" as we were giving our good night kisses. I laid across from her for a little while and she went to sleep. J brought the only nuk we can find in the house to daycare and failed to mention to me that he left it there until 8 o'clock this evening. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise since we said 2 was our cut off. Hopefully she makes it through the night.
J is leaving tomorrow for the deer hunting land. They have to get oats planted to lure the deer in and be real hunters. I about flipped when he said he was going this weekend since it is PB's B-day Sunday. He says he's going to be back Saturday night. My Mom is coming down Fri night to watch Miss PB while I work on Satuday. I have to figure out a way to get to Madison for a gift with out killing myself dragging her along. I might have to put The Boy's babysitting clinic to work.
Peanut Butter is now going on over 7 hours without a nuk. We are breaking records here. She even went to bed without one. Not by choice, she did ask, "Nuk?" as we were giving our good night kisses. I laid across from her for a little while and she went to sleep. J brought the only nuk we can find in the house to daycare and failed to mention to me that he left it there until 8 o'clock this evening. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise since we said 2 was our cut off. Hopefully she makes it through the night.
J is leaving tomorrow for the deer hunting land. They have to get oats planted to lure the deer in and be real hunters. I about flipped when he said he was going this weekend since it is PB's B-day Sunday. He says he's going to be back Saturday night. My Mom is coming down Fri night to watch Miss PB while I work on Satuday. I have to figure out a way to get to Madison for a gift with out killing myself dragging her along. I might have to put The Boy's babysitting clinic to work.
The first night without the nuk is the worst. If you can get through tonight, you'll be golden :)
ReplyDeleteTreadmills suck..........I get so bored on ours.
Deer hunting already? Is he bow hunting?
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine running without my music, the outside scenery, or the tv. I'd loose my mind! Especially in polyester! ;)
I HATE treadmill running as well, horrible compaired to outside running hey!
ReplyDeleteNo ideas about the suckie but in a couple years I'll be asking you!