Being married is interesting.
So my husband and I have decided that we are going to start working out. I was in awesome shape when we first met because I was biking all the time, going dancing, and honestly not really eating much to speak of.
To be honest, I've put on some "happy relationship" weight. For a bit there I was cooking fantastic meals all the time, and when I was tired of cooking we went out to eat. Sadly, I went a bit over budget on Prom weekend, and then paid for the wedding as well, so most of the money I pulled from my stocks to live on while I am in school, is kinda... gone. Husband has a project that should make him four grand fairly quickly, and that will replenish our money market account. But in the meantime, no eating out.
My brother gave us a George Foreman Grill for our wedding present (AND a $25 Target gift card. We got a total of $100 in Target gift cards. Enough to buy the dishes I'd had my eye on!) so I've been having good luck cooking on that thing. It's brainlessly easy. Been heavily structuring both of our meals, vitamin and fluids consumption. We're starting on working out, slowly; I'm in better shape than he is still, and he's needing to learn how to work out properly in the first place. I was trying really hard not to get obsessive compulsive on him, but now he's asked me to, so it's ON.
My friend also moved to Oakland, and he's been my clubbing buddy for years. Back to the dance clubs. We'll be hitting Popscene tonight. Getting out of the house is good for me. I love my husband, and we just can't seem to get anything done separately when we're both home. So either he needs to leave, or I need to leave. He's got music and various other important projects that he sort of can't do anywhere else, so that means I need to go out! I look forward to starting school so that I can make some new friends as well. I need to get all my school stuff sorted asap. I'm way behind the 8-ball on it.
I'm totally rambling. I'll stop for now.
So my husband and I have decided that we are going to start working out. I was in awesome shape when we first met because I was biking all the time, going dancing, and honestly not really eating much to speak of.
To be honest, I've put on some "happy relationship" weight. For a bit there I was cooking fantastic meals all the time, and when I was tired of cooking we went out to eat. Sadly, I went a bit over budget on Prom weekend, and then paid for the wedding as well, so most of the money I pulled from my stocks to live on while I am in school, is kinda... gone. Husband has a project that should make him four grand fairly quickly, and that will replenish our money market account. But in the meantime, no eating out.
My brother gave us a George Foreman Grill for our wedding present (AND a $25 Target gift card. We got a total of $100 in Target gift cards. Enough to buy the dishes I'd had my eye on!) so I've been having good luck cooking on that thing. It's brainlessly easy. Been heavily structuring both of our meals, vitamin and fluids consumption. We're starting on working out, slowly; I'm in better shape than he is still, and he's needing to learn how to work out properly in the first place. I was trying really hard not to get obsessive compulsive on him, but now he's asked me to, so it's ON.
My friend also moved to Oakland, and he's been my clubbing buddy for years. Back to the dance clubs. We'll be hitting Popscene tonight. Getting out of the house is good for me. I love my husband, and we just can't seem to get anything done separately when we're both home. So either he needs to leave, or I need to leave. He's got music and various other important projects that he sort of can't do anywhere else, so that means I need to go out! I look forward to starting school so that I can make some new friends as well. I need to get all my school stuff sorted asap. I'm way behind the 8-ball on it.
I'm totally rambling. I'll stop for now.
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He said soon..
That isn't good enough for me though.
I'm better off..
That's pretty much why I'm not really trying...at all...to get his attention. *shrug*
I used to care..