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Stress + poverty = better fitting pants
Apparently there are some benefits to being poor and stressed out, with a very active child. Somehow in the midst off all that is going on, I managed to drop a few pounds. How many I have no idea, all I know is I tried on a pair of jeans that normally fit, but are tight enough I have to hold my breathe a bit and pullthings into zip them. They are now hanging just loose enough to be comfortable and look good. Any looser and they would be almost to big.
I think I just discovered a new diet, "The too pour to afford food, and too stressed out to eat it anyway Diet" IIt also helps that I have a very concerned son, who is very active and is always asking me to go for a walk with him or go for a bike ride. Usually to the Cenex to get a pop or something, bbut still exercise is exercise, something I know I don't get nearly enough of. He's such a sweetie.
"Mom you need to get off your ass, come on can't we go for a bike ride, please!!"
We also finally got the junk in the front yard cleaned out, as the city was threatening to come after me again. I refuse to pay a fine to stockpile Mike's hoard of worthless crap. So it is all sitting by the curb. I didn't move most of it. I had Warren gather some of his friends and they moved it in exchange for a trip to McDonald's. There is still a little bit left, as we had to quit when the mosquitos got to be more than we could handle. I'm talking giant mutant skeeters from hell. But I would say over 90% of it is moved. I left the non running motorcycle so he doesn't have a complete fit, and a couple of other things, but it no longer looks like a redneck, white trash yard likely to be featured on Jeff Foxworthy special.
One project down, several hundred to go..
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~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.