I'm a little cracker jacks

We are renting one house and own another and that's expensive.

My kids were so overtired and cray-zay last night we put them to bed at 6:30 pm with Enya playing. Enya helps even my mood out, hopefully it worked on them. All I know is they were asleep within 10 mins of sending them upstairs.

Its 3:38am and I've been up for 2 hours watching The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt

I have a 4 year old that is trying to be bad bad bad and a 6 year old that has the emotions and talking and arguing ability of a 14 year old hormonal girl. 

We have a 1600 square foot house plus two storage areas, plus a two car garage's worth of stuff shoved in a 1300 square foot apartment with 1 tiny garage and things are getting TIGHT.

The other day I almost cried because a coworker was mean to me, I never got a lunch break, barely got a bathroom break and had a patient almost make me vomit and I still like this job 20X more than the one I got right when we moved here. 

I am trying like a banshee to stick to a wheat free/dairy free diet because its best for my belly and also helps with weight loss but OMG my emotional eating brain wants ice cream. And toast.

I live in a constant push/pull of wanting to have lots of money to travel with and wanting to work part time to have more time with my kids.

I need to get back to my New Years Resolutions. I was doing great and then I've fallen off the wagon.

I need to blog about my weight loss, I seem to do better if I hold myself accountable.

I think only 3 people read this blog.  I am 99% sure my husband, whose name is on the blog is not one of these 3 people. Let's check-Rob likes to watch Golden Girls........let's see if that gets a response.

Thanks for letting me get that off my chest.

And....a cute pic, because a blog post ain't cute without a pic.