I usually eat chicken, salad, tuna, etc, but I am on holiday in NYC and for my first 3 days I pigged out on pizza, brownies, cake, etc and have only been drinking soda and coffee rather than my usual massive water intake.

I'm back to eating normally and walked off 1000 calories today AND yesterday but am still bloated AS ****... I look pregnant! (It's all the wheat).

Can't wait to get back to the treadmill when I get home!

I don't want to sleep... I would rather stay awake forever and never sleep, but unfortunately the brain and body like to rest! Boo hoo

black Thursday evening shopping AND black Friday shopping for FIVE HOURS with assorted relatives ranging from age 75 to age 3.....there is not enough coffee in the world....

I'm generally overwhelmed and stressed out. I am in an intense grad school/internship program and there is just not enough hours in the day for everything I need to complete in the next week. This program is a full time job and then some. I have to work on top of the program. Life is just insane.

Needless to say, my weight loss efforts have fallen by the wayside. I feel happy I haven't gained anything more.

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My house is collapsing around me - literally. The foundation is broken and the floors are starting to pitch noticably underfoot. The ceiling still has severe damage from a bad leak - thirteen. years. ago. The ceiling vent in the hall bathroom is broken and the walls are getting mildew because of it. The shower doors in the master bath are broken and won't move on their tracks any more. The porch light fixture is dangling by a few wires and has been for months. The toilets back up all the time. I repair most things around here by myself (even laid ceramic tile in the hall bathroom floor all by myself) but there are just a few things which are beyond me. My husband won't fix any of it. He's a hard worker at his job but when it comes to our home he won't lift a finger.

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I feel like the camel in Aesop's fables. He missed a day of work when the world was young ("I Won't!") and since then has had a hump and is still trying to play catch up. I cheated royally for one day, and I swear a month later I am still paying for it!!

*waddles back to 3FC after a long weekend of feasting*

Oh god, so bloated. Too much food, too much sugar, too much SALT. I was so happy to return to my regular meals today. I don't want to see a pie again until Christmas. And I'm really not looking forward my Friday weigh in.

I lose stuff. There you have it, I lose stuff. It's bad, I know, I'm sorry. I've tried being more organized, I've gotten marginally better, but I just don't think it's in the cards for me.

I just want to be done with college!!!!!!
I love it but I hate it!!!
It's so much work!!
Paying for it is so hard!!!
Taking tests is so hard!!!
Studying is hard!!!
I feel dumb most of the time!!!
AHHHH!

Alright I'm done.

Speaking of college, mine owes me money and has since September. I did freelance work for them and it's been a total nightmare.

Not only did they fail to keep in touch with us just to get the job done quickly, they also have yet to pay us. It's been three months so we finally went up over their head and the response I get is an angry, threatening phone call. THEY owe ME money and they're mad at ME?!

They had the audacity to say my partner wasn't professional but how professional is it to not pay your workers? They went even further and said that future freelance work wouldn't be coming my way. So I said, "Firstly, I wasn't counting on it. Secondly, I got a job so I don't need it."

Since when is being "too busy" a valid excuse for paying bills? If I was "too busy" to pay my rent for 3 months, I'd be evicted. If I was "too busy" to pay my utilities they'd shut them off and then I'd be evicted. If I was "too busy" to pay my student loans, my credit rating would blow up so hard you'd all swear you felt an aftershock. But this is apparently acceptable behavior for a university that costs $160,000 to graduate from.

From one of your alums, from the bottom of my heart, go take a long walk off a short pier.

I am so upset about my husband going to his company holiday party without me. I want to go but we dont have a sitter. Its totally a couples thing, I've even asked him about other friends (we are couples friends with some of his coworkers) and they are all bringing their spouses...

Its one thing to to go out with the guys without me, but this party which I've gone to in the past is a nice dinner and open bar and everyone brings their spouses..

I hate how he kept talkng about it when it was time to sign up. I never asked about it this year because I knew we had no sitter. And I missed ALL of my company parties when I was working for this reason, no sitter, he couldnt go, so I skipped it.

I hate that he kept saying "oh my company party is coming up, oh I dont really want to go, oh but I should "make an appearance"...effin ahole

And finally I said "you want to go, go." So now he's in the clear, even though I was annoyed, he says I'm ok with it, b/c I said so..

I hate being stuck home tonight while he's out having fun..

Then I mentioned I want a night out and he through a fit, because honestly we never go out without each other,,,him doing this is very out of character for our relationship...but apparently I'm still not supposed to go out without him...I really just want to punch him in the face I'm so mad

Glamour, it sounds to me like he's okay with it when he's the one out having fun. You should get your own night out too if he really wants to be fair. Why should you get to miss out on everything?

Can you find a sitter? Or did he make it clear he doesn't want you to go?

One more whiny post before I have to get ready to leave...

I have to go to the doctor for testing today and I'm scared. The appointment has been set for at least a month and I asked my boyfriend to go but he never really made any effort to ask his boss if it would be okay. It might be nothing or it might be one of the most painful tests I've ever been subjected to. I wish he had taken 10 minutes out of his day to just ask because now it's too late and I have no one to go with. I haven't even told my parents yet because I don't want them to worry if it's nothing, he's all I have and he's routinely flaky...

Afterward, I have to head to my first day of a new job hoping I'm not in pain or too shaken up. And to make the day even better, I fumbled around in the shower this morning and accidentally stepped on my razor, shaving off - literally - part of the skin on my heel.

He gets very pissy if I go out at night, so I don't. Nights have kind of always been our time, to be together at the end of the night...we dont get alot of us time..I do go alone to the mall sometimes when he's off, but I go in the morning. I also have met a girlfriend at our local walking path to walk/jog together, but only during the day. I have never gone to a social event with DH. If I didn't want to go that would be different, I wouldn't expect him to stay home, but I wanted to go.

The weird thing is when I went 2 years ago, there was one of the doctors there without his wife and afterwards my DH told me that that doc talks not so nice about his wife and that *we* are not like that and the DH loves being with me. Many times over the years he has talked about how we are so close and dont do those seperate things (we do go on vacations apart, go to parties without each other)...We have our alone time, but not that type of stuff, we truly love being together..i thought

Last year I was on deaths door sick pregnant. I basically puke away the whole first trimester...so I could not go, so he didnt go. This year he made ZERO effort to get a sitter. He told me if I want to go I need to look for a sitter, and I have and couldnt find one.

I can tell he wanted to go because he kept bringing it up, talking about it, and just got sick of hearing it. So I was like "just go".

And I told him since he gets to go out at night I want a nice night out too. And he starts asking where..I said idk a place to dance, get a few drinks with the girls...and he turned into super douch...saying I'm out looking for men, and I'm cheating...idk...really weird **** for us.

I started thinking about it today and I have this sick feeling he is getting overly involved with someone at work. This could be my paranoid, sleep deprived brain being crazy...I spend my days in the house with 3 kids, usually in sweats covered in spit up...I'm not sure why (or when) DH thinks I looking to cheat...I read that a red flag of cheating is accousing the other spouse of cheating...

I probably sound like a nut, I feel like one. I'm just so mad I'm probably jumping to wild accusations.