When I get annoyed, I eat. So rather than eat, I'm going to write this blog.
First of all, my daughter is still in bed, too many tardies, she's 15, and she is going down a bad path. I keep her on a very tight leash which I need to do and it's exhausting. But I can't fight with her because I run a daycare and the kids and parents start showing up soon. That's a tight-rope act and she knows it. She gets away with more because I don't want to be in a bad mood when they get here or let them hear me screaming at her to get up.
Second...which probably should be first is that I did not win even a dollar in my first bet and dang... I've seen the testimonials where people have won a lot over time. The dietbet host is not posting anything inspirational for us, articals, tips, not even creating challenges or asking us leading questions. Must be nice to get paid for doing nothing more than liking a few posts and reminding us of pending weigh ins. I am going to make a very educated guess that this person used to be a good motivator because at first they had to attract enough players and that took some work. So put in the work and sit back on your lorals...not cool.
This weekend I had to clean the wax out of my ears. I literally could not hear anything. And I mean it's gradual at first. But eventually I'm 80% deaf and I'm already 45% deaf. Cleaning my ears is a big deal. It makes me dizzy and nauseous and it takes all weekend. I can only do it in spurts because I get so sick. That hindered my steps this weekend.
I dislike tax season. I am mostly done. I am surprised that I made less money this year than usual and I can't help but wonder if I am doing something wrong with my calculations. I haven't even found half my legitimate deductions and already only have a taxable income of 12,000 and 1700 of that is social security. CRAZY. I work 7 days per week, 24 hours per day for that. But to be real... 22,000 dollars is costs for running my home that's deductible in a 24/7 daycare like mine. So my legitimate income is 34,000 for working 7 days per week, 24 hours per day and only getting Christmas day off. YUP, I worked the entire year. I take care of my grandsons and watchover my baby....4th daughter and let me tell you.... Despite all the screaming and drama, she's a straight A student and has a good future if I can keep her from mucking it up.
And there you go. My feet hurt. My hip is getting shooting pains. My knee is weak as it always is. I WANT and NEED to have another good week of steps. So I'm gonna soak my feet, strap on the ice, take the ibuprofen and naproxum sodium, and I'm going to push on.