The time my Husband laughed in my face.
Thursday, September 26, 2013
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So, it's been busy round these parts the last couple weeks. I will go more into that tomorrow.
But for today I want to write about the time my Husband laughed in my face. Twice actually. Last night AND this morning.
I started the conversation out last night with this statement:
"So I've been thinking of working out in the morning. What if I get up at about 6 or 6:30, go work out at the gym for an hour and then come home and take a shower and get ready for work here. That way I would only be gone for about an hour or so, still get in a decent workout and then be home to help with Hailey."
His response...laughing.
You're probably reading this and thinking to yourself, what a jerk, laughing at his Wife about such a serious topic. But to be fair, he wasn't laughing AT me, he was laughing at the facts really. And to be honest I knew he would laugh at me as soon as the words left my mouth.
If you know my Husband, you KNOW he is THE MOST SUPPORTIVE AND LOVING HUSBAND EVER. If you don't know my Husband then you should just believe me when I say that.
The reason he was laughing? I'm SO NOT a morning person. Everyone knows this, especially him. He sees it everyday. He sees me in my worst grumpiness every morning. Granted some days are worse than others. It takes me awhile to actually wake up in the morning, let alone be in a somewhat cheerful mood. I can't help it. It's one of the reasons we waited 5 years after getting married to have kids. I love my sleep. What can I say?
But I need a change. I'm actually craving a change. Not big by any means, just something. I normally don't do well with change at all. I like my life as it is and my daily routine. I THRIVE on routine. But how do you know when it's a good thing or time to change the routine?
The issue now is do I love my sleep or do I love my health more? Hhmm. Tough one. If you ask me right now, of course I would say my health. Who wouldn't? If you ask me at 6:00 am as my alarm is going off, I would say EFF OFF. I want my sleep.
But then I'm going to continue to be stuck between my want to get up, get to the gym, get a good workout in and start seeing some results, or I can continue to just sleep, be lazy and get no where. SOMETHING somewhere needs to give.
See where the change is needed?
I haven't been happy with my body for awhile. My Husband knows this. I've been trying to figure out a way to fit "working out" into my schedule. My Husband knows this, too. And now that Hailey is at school full-time and not at my parents house (as of Sept 3rd), I feel like I am much more restricted. I don't want to pick her up from being at school all day just to take her to the gym for an hour or two and throw her in daycare again while I go work out. That's Mommy guilt 101. Again, my Husband knows this. I have a few workout DVD's at home that I could do, but I have NO will-power to do it at home. At least not right now. At least if I go to the gym, I know I am going to work out. It's an accountability thing.
So then this morning. I get up and he asks me..."Why didn't you get up and go to the gym this morning?" I simply reply with:
I would start in October, cause then it's a new month.
Why would I start at the end of the month? That's just plain silly.
I didn't really PLAN on starting this morning...today...this week.
I need a couple days to get into a game plan and get my head straight.
It's a mental thing for me.
More excuses. More laughing.
So I told him, that I am going to start next week just to prove to him that I CAN get up and get moving. I do want to make a change. I do want to be more healthy. I do want to see results. Also, I want him to not laugh at me.
I want him to be proud of me, but more importantly I want to be proud of myself.
But for today I want to write about the time my Husband laughed in my face. Twice actually. Last night AND this morning.
I started the conversation out last night with this statement:
"So I've been thinking of working out in the morning. What if I get up at about 6 or 6:30, go work out at the gym for an hour and then come home and take a shower and get ready for work here. That way I would only be gone for about an hour or so, still get in a decent workout and then be home to help with Hailey."
His response...laughing.
You're probably reading this and thinking to yourself, what a jerk, laughing at his Wife about such a serious topic. But to be fair, he wasn't laughing AT me, he was laughing at the facts really. And to be honest I knew he would laugh at me as soon as the words left my mouth.
If you know my Husband, you KNOW he is THE MOST SUPPORTIVE AND LOVING HUSBAND EVER. If you don't know my Husband then you should just believe me when I say that.
The reason he was laughing? I'm SO NOT a morning person. Everyone knows this, especially him. He sees it everyday. He sees me in my worst grumpiness every morning. Granted some days are worse than others. It takes me awhile to actually wake up in the morning, let alone be in a somewhat cheerful mood. I can't help it. It's one of the reasons we waited 5 years after getting married to have kids. I love my sleep. What can I say?
But I need a change. I'm actually craving a change. Not big by any means, just something. I normally don't do well with change at all. I like my life as it is and my daily routine. I THRIVE on routine. But how do you know when it's a good thing or time to change the routine?
The issue now is do I love my sleep or do I love my health more? Hhmm. Tough one. If you ask me right now, of course I would say my health. Who wouldn't? If you ask me at 6:00 am as my alarm is going off, I would say EFF OFF. I want my sleep.
But then I'm going to continue to be stuck between my want to get up, get to the gym, get a good workout in and start seeing some results, or I can continue to just sleep, be lazy and get no where. SOMETHING somewhere needs to give.
See where the change is needed?
I haven't been happy with my body for awhile. My Husband knows this. I've been trying to figure out a way to fit "working out" into my schedule. My Husband knows this, too. And now that Hailey is at school full-time and not at my parents house (as of Sept 3rd), I feel like I am much more restricted. I don't want to pick her up from being at school all day just to take her to the gym for an hour or two and throw her in daycare again while I go work out. That's Mommy guilt 101. Again, my Husband knows this. I have a few workout DVD's at home that I could do, but I have NO will-power to do it at home. At least not right now. At least if I go to the gym, I know I am going to work out. It's an accountability thing.
So then this morning. I get up and he asks me..."Why didn't you get up and go to the gym this morning?" I simply reply with:
I would start in October, cause then it's a new month.
Why would I start at the end of the month? That's just plain silly.
I didn't really PLAN on starting this morning...today...this week.
I need a couple days to get into a game plan and get my head straight.
It's a mental thing for me.
More excuses. More laughing.
So I told him, that I am going to start next week just to prove to him that I CAN get up and get moving. I do want to make a change. I do want to be more healthy. I do want to see results. Also, I want him to not laugh at me.
I want him to be proud of me, but more importantly I want to be proud of myself.
