For some reason, the song "My Boyfriend's Back (and You're Gonna Be in Trouble)" comes to mind, although the story behind that song doesn't quite fit.
You see, the past few weeks Hans has been preparing for the opening of Sound of Music at TIV. Not only is he building the set, but he's also working the show, which means that he has spent the majority of the past two weeks at the theater building. And when I say he spent the majority, I MEAN the majority of the past two weeks. He would leave at 8:45 am and not return until 11:00, 12:00, 1:00 or one time 2:00 am. When he was home he was tired. Heck, I was tired, and our time together was typically spent sleeping.
It's amazing how much less motivated I am when he's away. I really like having a partner to do things with, and he's so great with helping out with things. Plus, some tasks are just easier with a friend. Take last night for instance. It was raining too hard to take the puppies outside, so we laid some plastic on our floor and let them out on that. It was definitely a two-person job (plus a Cody) keeping them wrangled. Then, instead of worrying about the multiple rooms that had to be cleaned, I was able to focus on my office. Hans did a fantastic job helping to tidy up, and I was really able to get some serious work done.
Plus, we have so many projects that need to be completed, and quite a few of them just can't be started with only one person. Actually, let me rephrase, quite of few of them I have no clue what I'm doing, so I need Hans' guidance. Other projects I need to grow a few inches to do effectively. So that may sound like I'm making excuses, and I probably am, but like I already said I really like having Hans around to work with.
Anyway, now the show is open, and while Hans is still gone on weekends, he's here in the evenings. We may actually be able to accomplish things again. Hurray!
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Couch to 5k Week 3- Repeat
Phew! What a week! After such a horrible original week 3, I'd like to say I amazed myself and wowed my husband and friends by running like a fiend this week. Alas, it is not so. I did run. Yes, I did, but I did not manage to do what I was hoping...and that was to complete week 3.
First of all, I only did two workouts. I don't have much of an excuse other than sheer exhaustion and laziness. More laziness, but I was pretty tired too. I just couldn't muster up the energy to get up in the mornings, and even though I was staying up late waiting for Hans to get home from work I just couldn't seem to force myself onto the treadmill. I am finding I'm much more motivated when Hans is around. I think I just really like to show off how fantastic I really can be.
Second of all, I wasn't able to complete either workout. Was it for lack of time? No. Was it from sheer laziness? No...once I was on there I was on there. It was from the dreaded side-stitch...aaaah! For some reason, this always seems to be my downfall. And trust me, I've tried just about everything. Honestly, I think it may be related to my food intake. You see, I prefer to not eat before I run, but I think sometimes my stomach is just too empty so then it ends up jabbing me in the side. Of course, it could also be related to stress and lack of sleep.
Anyway, to put things mildly, I am repeating week 3...again. It stinks, but I really want to get through this week. I'm refusing to go to bed until I get a workout in tonight...and if you look at the time you'll see why working out last week was so difficult!
First of all, I only did two workouts. I don't have much of an excuse other than sheer exhaustion and laziness. More laziness, but I was pretty tired too. I just couldn't muster up the energy to get up in the mornings, and even though I was staying up late waiting for Hans to get home from work I just couldn't seem to force myself onto the treadmill. I am finding I'm much more motivated when Hans is around. I think I just really like to show off how fantastic I really can be.
Second of all, I wasn't able to complete either workout. Was it for lack of time? No. Was it from sheer laziness? No...once I was on there I was on there. It was from the dreaded side-stitch...aaaah! For some reason, this always seems to be my downfall. And trust me, I've tried just about everything. Honestly, I think it may be related to my food intake. You see, I prefer to not eat before I run, but I think sometimes my stomach is just too empty so then it ends up jabbing me in the side. Of course, it could also be related to stress and lack of sleep.
Anyway, to put things mildly, I am repeating week 3...again. It stinks, but I really want to get through this week. I'm refusing to go to bed until I get a workout in tonight...and if you look at the time you'll see why working out last week was so difficult!
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
This Week
First of all, since my computer/email has been acting kind of funny, let me say here that I have some of the best clients in the whole wide world! After my last post I had a client leave a comment and email me offering to help me out. While I definitely appreciate the offer, I think at this point I just need to tackle some stuff on my own. Trust me, though, we aren't that far away from hiring someone part time. Heck, even just having someone to answer phones and take messages would be great at this point.
Next, let me say that this week has been considerably better. Actually, more than considerably...phenomenally better. Time-wise things are still just as crazy as ever, but I'm in a better place this week than I was last week. After such a terrible start to last week, I was left with this continual feeling that I needed to catch up, and that no matter what I did I could never make it work. This weekend, though, I reevaluated a few things and decided I could do this.
Yes, I ended up having to cut a few things that I really didn't want to cut (sorry, Impawsible Pups. There will be no Spring newsletter), but I realized that means I already have a decent start on the next project (Summer newsletter, you're already halfway done). I also know I'd rather do a great job on 50 projects than a half-a** job on 100 projects. What can I say? I'm a perfectionist!
Also, I'm starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel. Sound of Music opens at TIV this Friday (an opening I will not miss), so that means I'll soon be getting my husband back on weeknights. Weekends will kind of stink, but at least then he'll be home by 10:00 or 11:00 as opposed to midnight or later. Basically, things will be a lot easier.
That said, it's months like this that make me kind of hate the theater. I find myself wondering why Hans doesn't have a better paying / better hours kind of job? They're doing construction below the WEE Shop, and I find myself wondering if they're hiring? Then, however, I see Hans at work. I see how happy he is, how comfortable he is. I see the amazed look of wondernment on the children's faces, and I no longer wonder why Hans is still at the theater. He loves it there, and I love him both for it and in spite of it. That said, I do wish they'd pay him more and work him less...ah! The life of the theater!
After that, there's not really a lot to talk about. Things have been busy, but not terribly exciting. The puppies are growing rapidly, and they're now starting to eat solid foods. Everyone seems pretty relaxed, although I think Cody's relaxation comes more from sheer exhaustion than anything else. I'm hoping things continue on this happy path, because Lord knows I hated last week. That said, Lord also knows how thankful I am for this week. Here's to keeping it up!
Next, let me say that this week has been considerably better. Actually, more than considerably...phenomenally better. Time-wise things are still just as crazy as ever, but I'm in a better place this week than I was last week. After such a terrible start to last week, I was left with this continual feeling that I needed to catch up, and that no matter what I did I could never make it work. This weekend, though, I reevaluated a few things and decided I could do this.
Yes, I ended up having to cut a few things that I really didn't want to cut (sorry, Impawsible Pups. There will be no Spring newsletter), but I realized that means I already have a decent start on the next project (Summer newsletter, you're already halfway done). I also know I'd rather do a great job on 50 projects than a half-a** job on 100 projects. What can I say? I'm a perfectionist!
Also, I'm starting to see some light at the end of the tunnel. Sound of Music opens at TIV this Friday (an opening I will not miss), so that means I'll soon be getting my husband back on weeknights. Weekends will kind of stink, but at least then he'll be home by 10:00 or 11:00 as opposed to midnight or later. Basically, things will be a lot easier.
That said, it's months like this that make me kind of hate the theater. I find myself wondering why Hans doesn't have a better paying / better hours kind of job? They're doing construction below the WEE Shop, and I find myself wondering if they're hiring? Then, however, I see Hans at work. I see how happy he is, how comfortable he is. I see the amazed look of wondernment on the children's faces, and I no longer wonder why Hans is still at the theater. He loves it there, and I love him both for it and in spite of it. That said, I do wish they'd pay him more and work him less...ah! The life of the theater!
After that, there's not really a lot to talk about. Things have been busy, but not terribly exciting. The puppies are growing rapidly, and they're now starting to eat solid foods. Everyone seems pretty relaxed, although I think Cody's relaxation comes more from sheer exhaustion than anything else. I'm hoping things continue on this happy path, because Lord knows I hated last week. That said, Lord also knows how thankful I am for this week. Here's to keeping it up!
Friday, May 7, 2010
Couch to 5k Week 3- Kind of
First of all, Hans informed me that he could not view my Wordless Wednesday post. Upon further investigation, we found that I could view the picture on Mozzila Firefox, but he could not on Internet Explorer. Did anyone else have this problem, and can any of you help me with it?
Now, on to week 3 of the C25k program. To put things plainly, it just didn't happen this week. I don't mean that I tried and couldn't complete it. I mean it didn't happen...at all. Between a late-night visit to the E.R. vet, and the all-night care of a puppy who didn't make it, and then just trying to cope and catch up with everything else it just didn't happen.
Honestly, I am still hoping to get at least one solid run in this week, even if it's not on the plan. I'm really wanting to move. That said, I have been out with the dogs more, so that's helped. Plus, I've tried to not cope by eating (one of my favorite things to do). Granted, the pizza last night begs to differ, but that has nothing to do with coping and everything to do with the fact that I'm a pizza whore.
Really, there have just been so many other things in my life I'm trying to get together. There seem to be about 3 zillion projects to finish, and there are always new ones coming up. There doesn't seem to be enough time in the day, and the days that do allow some extra time typically find me falling asleep before I can take advantage of that time. If I could afford it I'd probably hire a life coach...and a maid...and an office manager...and, well, basically a lot of people. In reality, though, it's just me and Hans, and with Hans getting busier at work I'm finding it's more and more just me (at least on some things). I know this stress will pass, and I'll go back to being in the happy-go-lucky state I was in just a week ago, but this week has been the pitts, and I'm ready for it to end. Any ideas?
So, while I rarely send out questions to that I really want answered, I do have a few today.
1) What do you to relax and keep from stressing out too much?
2) Do you have any really great organizational tips for either home or business (or both)?
Thanks!
Now, on to week 3 of the C25k program. To put things plainly, it just didn't happen this week. I don't mean that I tried and couldn't complete it. I mean it didn't happen...at all. Between a late-night visit to the E.R. vet, and the all-night care of a puppy who didn't make it, and then just trying to cope and catch up with everything else it just didn't happen.
Honestly, I am still hoping to get at least one solid run in this week, even if it's not on the plan. I'm really wanting to move. That said, I have been out with the dogs more, so that's helped. Plus, I've tried to not cope by eating (one of my favorite things to do). Granted, the pizza last night begs to differ, but that has nothing to do with coping and everything to do with the fact that I'm a pizza whore.
Really, there have just been so many other things in my life I'm trying to get together. There seem to be about 3 zillion projects to finish, and there are always new ones coming up. There doesn't seem to be enough time in the day, and the days that do allow some extra time typically find me falling asleep before I can take advantage of that time. If I could afford it I'd probably hire a life coach...and a maid...and an office manager...and, well, basically a lot of people. In reality, though, it's just me and Hans, and with Hans getting busier at work I'm finding it's more and more just me (at least on some things). I know this stress will pass, and I'll go back to being in the happy-go-lucky state I was in just a week ago, but this week has been the pitts, and I'm ready for it to end. Any ideas?
So, while I rarely send out questions to that I really want answered, I do have a few today.
1) What do you to relax and keep from stressing out too much?
2) Do you have any really great organizational tips for either home or business (or both)?
Thanks!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
First Ever Wordless Wednesday
So I'm not guaranteeing that this will become a weekly event, but this was just too cute to not share.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
A Sad Morning
This is a sad morning and I am very tired.
The puppies were supposed to go home on Sunday evening, but timing ended up not quite working out, so we postponed until Monday. Sunday night I went to check on the pups one last time (around 11:00) and noticed the runt was acting odd. Upon closer inspection I noticed she had a good deal of mucus around her eyes and nose. After some brief deliberation, Hans and I decided it would be best to take her to the emergency vet. The diagnosis? A nasal infection...no big dea, but keep an eye on it and give her antibiotics.
Monday morning I noticed she was still having quite a bit of trouble, so I separated her from the litter, wrapped her in a towel, and held her. She seemed to improve with that, so I felt semi-comfortable leaving her alone for a couple of hours while I went to court (a post to come soon). When I came home, not much about her condition had changed, so back to the towel and snuggling.
When I left to meet Hans for lunch she hadn't nursed all morning. I figured she was having trouble suckling due to the congestion, so I decided bottle (syringe) feeding might be easier for her. She wasn't having any trouble taking her medication, so I knew that wouldn't be a problem. After lunch I went and got some formula.
She was having trouble eating, which was disheartening, but she was still getting food, and that was my biggest concern. Christine from HHS came by yesterday evening to drop off another dog, and she was supposed to take the puppies back. We'd already decided to keep the runt with us (the sick one) and bottle feed, and after discussing it Hans and I decided to foster the whole litter as well as the mom. Their original foster was greatful. Chritine gave me a few more tips, most of which I'd started but it helped to have the back up. I also talked to the vet some more and got the same opinion.
As the evening wore on, though, little runtlet took a turn for the worse. She started refusing food entirely, and while I could get it down her, she was fighting against it...big concern. Around 11:00 she vomited and it wasn't a pretty sight. Shortly after that I sent Hans to bed, but I wasn't going to leave her alone in that condition. She needed lots of fluid and a little extra care. She did decently for the most part, but you could tell that things had taken a turn for the worse. Her breathing was worse, and she was having a lot more trouble moving around.
Around 5:00 am Runtlet vomited again...and again. I'd already decided to take her to the vet, but at that point I figured there wouldn't be much they could do other than end her suffering. I woke Hans up at 5:30 to ask for his help, because I was so tired and at my breaking point. As Hans held her, I took care of the other dogs (well the adult dogs) and then I went to shower. Hans put her in a warm box and went to take care / clean up the other puppies. I was just getting out of the shower when Hans came upstairs to tell me she'd vomited again and that was it. She wasn't suffering anymore. Of course, I was sad, and the lack of sleep made everything more emotional. However, I was also somewhat relieved. She was in such bad shape. I knew the vet wouldn't really be able to help her, and she just seemed so miserable. I'm grateful I stayed with her through the majority of it, and I wish I'd been with her until the very end. She was quite a trooper.
So, today hasn't started off great. Like a dog, however, I cannot dwell on the loss of a very sweet puppy. I have to keep an eye out for any similar signs for the other pups. I refuse to let this happen again. I also need some sleep. Maybe tonight.
The puppies were supposed to go home on Sunday evening, but timing ended up not quite working out, so we postponed until Monday. Sunday night I went to check on the pups one last time (around 11:00) and noticed the runt was acting odd. Upon closer inspection I noticed she had a good deal of mucus around her eyes and nose. After some brief deliberation, Hans and I decided it would be best to take her to the emergency vet. The diagnosis? A nasal infection...no big dea, but keep an eye on it and give her antibiotics.
Monday morning I noticed she was still having quite a bit of trouble, so I separated her from the litter, wrapped her in a towel, and held her. She seemed to improve with that, so I felt semi-comfortable leaving her alone for a couple of hours while I went to court (a post to come soon). When I came home, not much about her condition had changed, so back to the towel and snuggling.
When I left to meet Hans for lunch she hadn't nursed all morning. I figured she was having trouble suckling due to the congestion, so I decided bottle (syringe) feeding might be easier for her. She wasn't having any trouble taking her medication, so I knew that wouldn't be a problem. After lunch I went and got some formula.
She was having trouble eating, which was disheartening, but she was still getting food, and that was my biggest concern. Christine from HHS came by yesterday evening to drop off another dog, and she was supposed to take the puppies back. We'd already decided to keep the runt with us (the sick one) and bottle feed, and after discussing it Hans and I decided to foster the whole litter as well as the mom. Their original foster was greatful. Chritine gave me a few more tips, most of which I'd started but it helped to have the back up. I also talked to the vet some more and got the same opinion.
As the evening wore on, though, little runtlet took a turn for the worse. She started refusing food entirely, and while I could get it down her, she was fighting against it...big concern. Around 11:00 she vomited and it wasn't a pretty sight. Shortly after that I sent Hans to bed, but I wasn't going to leave her alone in that condition. She needed lots of fluid and a little extra care. She did decently for the most part, but you could tell that things had taken a turn for the worse. Her breathing was worse, and she was having a lot more trouble moving around.
Around 5:00 am Runtlet vomited again...and again. I'd already decided to take her to the vet, but at that point I figured there wouldn't be much they could do other than end her suffering. I woke Hans up at 5:30 to ask for his help, because I was so tired and at my breaking point. As Hans held her, I took care of the other dogs (well the adult dogs) and then I went to shower. Hans put her in a warm box and went to take care / clean up the other puppies. I was just getting out of the shower when Hans came upstairs to tell me she'd vomited again and that was it. She wasn't suffering anymore. Of course, I was sad, and the lack of sleep made everything more emotional. However, I was also somewhat relieved. She was in such bad shape. I knew the vet wouldn't really be able to help her, and she just seemed so miserable. I'm grateful I stayed with her through the majority of it, and I wish I'd been with her until the very end. She was quite a trooper.
So, today hasn't started off great. Like a dog, however, I cannot dwell on the loss of a very sweet puppy. I have to keep an eye out for any similar signs for the other pups. I refuse to let this happen again. I also need some sleep. Maybe tonight.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Couch to 5k Week 2
Well, I've done it. I've officially completed two weeks of the 8 week program. Woot!
I entered this week thinking I'd have quite a bit of difficulty or that the second session would be particularly troublesome. However, it wasn't like that at all. I think that week one was such a busy, hectic, crazy week that week two just seemed easier in comparison. Yes, week 2 was busy, but it was substantially easier than week 1 was. I had more rest and felt better over all, so getting up to jog was less of a pain and more of a fun thing.
Anyway, day 1 was the hardest day. It had been a whole weekend since my last jog, and Mom was in town. So much had happened in two days that I almost forgot to do my jog. I barely fit the jog into my morning routine, and I ended up "running" around all morning. That said, I did fit in it, and the fact that it was hard to do made it all that more rewarding.
The second day surprisingly was extremely easy. Week one, the second day was the hardest, and I was expecting it to be the same for week two. I think because I slept so well the night before jogging just seemed to be a breeze. It left me feeling good.
Day 3 was difficult but still felt great. Hans and I started painting the rec room on Wednesday, so two late nights made getting up Friday morning extremely difficult. To say I was tired would be an understatement. While doing my warm-up I felt stiff and sore, and I certainly wasn't sure how I was going to do anything more than a walk. By the time my warm-up was over, though, I felt ready to go (I was warmed up. Go figure.). This day left me wanting more. I was kind of disappointed when the session was over, and I almost decided to go longer, but I had other things to do and I had to stop. In the end, I felt good.
Actually, day 3 felt so good, that I added a fourth day on Saturday. This one didn't so much follow the schedule, but rather it was just a chance for me to move. And trust me, moving felt great. It just felt like I started the day off right. I'm excited to start week 3, and I can't wait to see how I do.
Wish me luck!
I entered this week thinking I'd have quite a bit of difficulty or that the second session would be particularly troublesome. However, it wasn't like that at all. I think that week one was such a busy, hectic, crazy week that week two just seemed easier in comparison. Yes, week 2 was busy, but it was substantially easier than week 1 was. I had more rest and felt better over all, so getting up to jog was less of a pain and more of a fun thing.
Anyway, day 1 was the hardest day. It had been a whole weekend since my last jog, and Mom was in town. So much had happened in two days that I almost forgot to do my jog. I barely fit the jog into my morning routine, and I ended up "running" around all morning. That said, I did fit in it, and the fact that it was hard to do made it all that more rewarding.
The second day surprisingly was extremely easy. Week one, the second day was the hardest, and I was expecting it to be the same for week two. I think because I slept so well the night before jogging just seemed to be a breeze. It left me feeling good.
Day 3 was difficult but still felt great. Hans and I started painting the rec room on Wednesday, so two late nights made getting up Friday morning extremely difficult. To say I was tired would be an understatement. While doing my warm-up I felt stiff and sore, and I certainly wasn't sure how I was going to do anything more than a walk. By the time my warm-up was over, though, I felt ready to go (I was warmed up. Go figure.). This day left me wanting more. I was kind of disappointed when the session was over, and I almost decided to go longer, but I had other things to do and I had to stop. In the end, I felt good.
Actually, day 3 felt so good, that I added a fourth day on Saturday. This one didn't so much follow the schedule, but rather it was just a chance for me to move. And trust me, moving felt great. It just felt like I started the day off right. I'm excited to start week 3, and I can't wait to see how I do.
Wish me luck!
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