Monday, August 15, 2011

Industry

The weather is starting to cool off, and, like every year at this time, my mind is a flurry of activity as I try to do fifty-three things at once. This is my favorite time of year, and the period where the bulk of my creative output happens for the year. This year is extra exciting, because for the first time since 1996, I will have the house to myself, without a kid in sight, from Monday to Friday. I have hungered for quiet and time to myself for the last five years, and after putting in my time at the Mommy Gulag, I have finally been granted my freedom.

The last couple of days have been spent trying to organize the boys' fall wardrobes and getting whatever they need before school starts. Mercifully, they haven't needed a whole lot--just socks, raincoats, winter shoes, mittens, and warm pajamas (Sam). Since I'm feeling so industrious, I got a wild hair to make Sam some fleece pajamas and a few pairs of mittens. Last year, it was such an ordeal to get a pair of gloves/mittens on the boys that I thought we'd never ever get out of the house. Every morning it was the same. Everything would be going swimmingly until it was time for the gloves/mittens to come out, and by the time we all made to the van, one of us would be in tears. I am going to make the simplest, most foolproof mittens for my boys to wear and then we are going to run timed drills practice putting them on until they can get their hands covered in thirty seconds or less.

I haven't yet figured out how I'm going to balance my need to write my novel with my need to go to the gym. In a perfect world, I could write in the mornings, when I have the most energy, and go to the gym in the afternoons after Sam gets home from school. I just wonder if I'll be able to get a space in the gym's childcare at that time, since afternoons tend to book up fast. But the working out has to be a priority, since it's the only way to keep the weight from piling back on. For most of the summer I managed to keep my weight pretty steady, but lately a few stubborn pounds have decided to show up out of nowhere and hang around. Once school starts, I plan to restart the 17 Day Diet, since summer will be over and with it, all the soft serve ice cream stands I can't seem to pass up. I'm not happy with where I'm at on the scale yet, but I needed a break. Now that I've had it, I'm psychologically ready to deprive myself diet again.

Just for curiousity's sake, I picked up a copy of the Dukan Diet while I was at the library this week, since it's supposedly the diet that the Middleton women used to drop weight before the royal wedding. You couldn't pay me money to do it, and usually I'm pretty open minded to trying something new. But I've done Atkins, and it's like Atkins For Masochists. Nothing but lean meat for up to a week, followed by months of alternating between a day of dairy/meat and a day of dairy/meat and vegetables until you lose all the weight you want to lose? Um...no thanks! I want to lose weight, yes, but that doesn't sound like any fun at all.

Besides the Dukan Diet, I have a stack of books I'm devouring right now. I've finished The Story of Beautiful Girl by Rachel Simon, The Dry Grass of August by Anna Jean Mayhew, and Madame Tussaud by Michelle Moran. All were really good. Next on my to-read list is The Help. I find that right before the autumn compulsion to write strikes, I get into a reading frenzy.

Glad to know everything is going exactly according to schedule. (I am such a creature of habit) LOL





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