It’s that time of our [military] life again. Moving!
We have cleaned, sorted and gotten things ready to be packed. Watched as an awesome group of movers came and packed and loaded our entire home up in three days. Lived on air mattresses and borrowed plastic table and chairs for a week until it was time to turn in house keys. And, finally, loaded up the cars and I made my way with our children up to my grandparents to visit with them a few weeks before making our [hopefully last] move to a new state when my husband goes on his official “terminal leave”.
Our landlord was unable to extend our lease an extra month, so we decided to combine a visit to the great-grandparents with a need of a place to stay until my husband gets settled in his new job.
It’s been a whirlwind of crazy and my 21-Day Fix ended right as this craziness got it’s craziest. In fact, I lasted strictly only 14 days and then only partially followed the last week. I felt the best I’ve felt in a long time while doing the 21-Day Fix, but I’m here to be honest that I’ve probably gained what I lost during it.
Okay, no “probably”. My scale was packed up a couple weeks ago, but my Grandma’s scale shows that I have indeed gained it back. I haven’t eaten like I was those two and a half weeks, so I’m not surprised, but I hate having to say that out loud.
However, I made a point to step on her scale (when I really didn’t want to) and so I know the reality of where I’m at. I decided before starting this move that I would make an effort to exercise during our move, even if it was only walks.
My grandparents have a treadmill in the living room and a small t.v. in the guest bedroom with a DVD player in it. We got here last Wednesday and I have done two DVD interval workouts so far. My husband came up for the holiday weekend, so I gave myself some slack while he was here.
So, I am here. I am alive. We had a great 4th of July and are enjoying very quiet peaceful days waaaay out in the country. I’m not in control of what is being cooked here, but I am choosing to be in control of how much of it I eat and whether or not I get any intentional exercise done.
Thanks for stopping by!
That always seems to happen for me- I get things under control and then life throws a curve ball. Good luck with the move!
Where are ya moving to?