Monday weigh in's are over rated. Weighing in right after the weekend is tough cause you gotta be perfect. I'm more apt to be perfect M-F than F-M. :) So here it is, the first Friday weigh in. Kind of sucks, but I was off work on Wed and ate out. Yesterday was my birthday so of course there were sweets. But no time like the present to be accountable. So here it is.
As I said, yesterday was my Birthday. They are also over rated. Except for one thing this year - I'm finally no longer 36. I don't remember if I posted about this here on my blog. I have long felt like 36 would be a bad year. My aunt passed away at 36 (leaving behind a 3 and 5 year old). I have always felt like I took after my aunt in many ways of life. And I've been afraid of 36. I turned 36 and time went by and I kind of forgot about it. Until I got slammed with that crazy undiagnosed illness. I was scared. Here it was - the 36 year old curse. I got better though thankfully. And here I am - 37.
I'm not one to play the "it's my birthday" card, but I wanted to last night. My husband was an ass. There's no other way to say it. His tractor broke down and it will likely be a large repair. I get that it sucks. But don't take it out on me. But he did. He was in a pissed off mood. He tells me his left arm has been bothering him for 2+ weeks - he can't feel it. What does that mean? But I say what are you going to do about it. And that leads to this tirade on insurance and Obama. *eye roll* Give me a break. I get you pay for health insurance. I get that it went up. But what I also get is that you pay a premium and you go to the Dr and you then pay the negotiated fee. This did *not* change. Nope. Not at all. And he's bitching about having to pay the Dr. Really? I mean do you expect it to be free? It's never been free! So I flat out told him to shut it because I didn't want my night ruined. But it already was.
I showered and left and went to my brother's house. My mom was there helping my brother with the kids (he had a work accident and cannot manage both kids right now during recovery). My SIL was at a meeting. My nephew called me and said he had a gift for me. My mom had my gift with her. So I left my husband at home cause I want not bringing Mr. Cranky Pants with me. I was there for about 2 hours and came home and slept on the couch. Happy Birthday to me!
But. . . the highlights were that when my coworker found out it was my birthday he bought some of those yummy Lofthouse cookies when he went out the get lunch. How nice! I love those things. And someone at my barn made this awesome smores brownie concoction. My barn owner gave me a can of Ski when I got there and I ate 2 piece of this yumminess.
So not was all bad, but it could have been better. Such is life though and I really need to decide how long to continue with this relationship that has the same unresolved issues over and over again.
The drama of the week (or the past couple weeks) is that my cell phone contract is up on the 27th. I have Sprint and I've had Sprint for 17+ years. I brought my husband from Verizon . . back when we were dating maybe? Or engaged. And we got a share plan. My mom is my 3rd line. And I'm trying to frantically figure out what to do about the phones. It's complicated and this new rent-a-phone idea everyone has is not in the best interest of the consumer. This is also causing stress with my husband. Why? I have no idea. I pay the phone bill and I'm trying to find the best deal. I had a call set up with Sprint last night and when they called me my husband started mumbling and grumbling "just get the free phone and be done with it". I couldn't hardly hear the lady on the phone. He was acting like a child. You know what? If I want to ask Sprint to do something for me given that I've been a customer for so long, then what's it to him? But boy oh boy is this causing him to get pissed off. And then he says he'll just go get his own phone. Well I'm tempted to let him. He can go get his own plan cause I'll likely renew a 2 year contract with Sprint, and I'm starting to wonder if he and I will be together for 2 more years. And splitting the plan apart might be a pain. So maybe I should just let him go off and figure this out for himself. Cause phone plans suck. The math is confusing. And I have a degree in math! I told that to the lady at the Sprint store a couple weeks ago. I said "I have a degree in math and this makes me feel stupid".
Have a great weekend to whoever reads this little blog! :)
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