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Roadrunner back in action Today I cried in my staff meeting.  Like a moron.  One of my coworkers talked about her daughter turning 18 and their great relationship and how she knows she will move out soon, but since they are so close she will see her all the time. All I could think about was Jessi's impending departure.  I've actually been cool with it lately and thought I was over the hump.  I guess that's not a thing.  Typing this now I realize I am totally full of shit.  Just last night we were looking at upcoming movie trailers and I was deep breathing and fighting tears because Lonnie, Jessi, and I watch EVERY horror movie that comes out... even the dumb ones like Unfriended.  (OMG so... so.... bad) Once I got home, I continued to feel "on the verge," then Sean and his shenanigans pissed me off and my brain just frantically racing that it needed something, Lonnie to come home? a glass of wine? candy? A cry myself to sleep then nap?...

Well "does it" may be stretching it.  I just started yesterday. One of my coworkers, Cathy,  became a beachbody coach and started this little facebook group/challenge and I was like. "HELL YEAH I AM IN!"  (ok, I was more like, "oooh wouldn't it be great if I actually followed through with this, but we all know I probably won't") I work noon to midnight on Mondays and Tuesdays.  I actually chose that shift on purpose with the daydream of "Oooh... I'll get up and exercise before work, and get stuff done, and it will just be sunshine and roses every day!!!"  Day 1 I laid in bed and have convinced myself to exercise later... tomorrow... Then a got a notification on my phone.  Cathy had posted a picture of herself having just worked out.  Oh HELL NO!!  If she is up and working out, I have NO excuse!!!  So I did it.  And it sucked.  a LOT.  I did t25 and it was ROUGH.  It showed me that I REALLY need to embrace this challe...

1. The road to Quebec is very long.  And boring.  Lots and lots of trees.......... A waterfall somewhere between here and Canada 2. I thought going through the border gate would be busy... like a line of cars waiting for their turn.  It wasn't.  It was just us both ways.  In fact fir most of the journey it seemed like we were the only people in the world. 3. We only saw 1 moose.  And Sean saw a fox. 4. While we were told that Justin Bieber was staying at our hotel, we had zero Biebs sightings.  And trust me, we tried. 5.  When you travel to Mexico a lot, other places seem very expensive. Quebec was no exception to this. Anyone want to buy a kidney?  I have a spare. 6. Day 3 of family trips is "everyone is getting on everyone else's last nerve" day, no matter whether the trip is 3 days or 7. 7.  Justin Bieber puts on a damn good show.  ...but he seems a little sad to me.  And that makes me sad for him :( ...which makes...

OMG This photo is laughably terrible, but it's me and I accept that.  (Although you would THINK Lonnie could have told me to pull my shirt down...lol  Actually... no, he would never suggest anything like that, goes completely against his philosophy of nakedness)  It was taken right after finishing Day 1 of the Couch to 5k program.  I wonder how many "day 1s" I of this stupid program I have done? Not gonna lie, it did NOT go well.  I was able to do with without walking at all, but in the past I have started day 1 and then skipped up a couple weeks because it was so easy.  It was not so easy for either Lonnie, or me.  BUT I felt awesome afterwards and am glad to be back out there.  I really think having this to focus on will help with the wide array of emotions going on around here!!  I still can't believe my kid is moving 12 hours away.  To be honest... I still DON'T entirely believe it and am still in "I'll believe it when I see it"...

Lesson:  When a good part of your life revolves around talking about where you are going to move away to someday, there are people listening.  People that are at points in THEIR lives where they can take action instead of just talk-talk-talking about it. Richmond, VA- The city that is stealing my child It's no secret that I had a hard time when Jessi went off to college.  But now she is REALLY LEAVING!  Like, '12 hours away' leaving.  Like, 'have to fly there' leaving.  Like, 'requires several days off' to visit leaving. I am NOT handling it well.  At all. Friday I spent the day crying.  All. Day.  (It didn't help that I also binge-watched the Kid's Baking Championship and when those little kidlets get crying.... damn... that show is ROUGH!)  Then I drank some Rum.  OK, more than some. Saturday I got pissed off and spent the day angry. "Who the hell does she think she is!!?"  "She just texted me wanting me to bring...