The conference was great and we had a lot of fun. I’ll write about it at some point.
Things are not as great at home, I’m sorry to say. My husband and I have some fundamental differences of opinion about his plans for what to do next, and having someone pouting around the house all the time means that these things don’t get done:
- enough steps, and exercise in general
- quiet, relaxing lunch breaks
- consistently healthy meals
- pleasant after-work conversations
- any single moment by myself all day
- any continued weight loss
Obviously, this just requires some problem-solving. I exercise alone, and I don’t think I would enjoy doing my Lotte Berk classes or even my WiiFit stepping with my husband’s mocking comments. He cooks for me sometimes, so of course I must eat what he cooks, and I cook for him sometimes, so I cook what he might like to eat. Salmon and salad for lunch every day is not happening.
I have the tickets bought and the hotel booked, and my husband told me tonight that he doesn’t think he’ll go. I said he should have told me that before I paid for everything, but I suppose it’s just the bus ticket — and a week of restaurant meals for him would probably cost as much as that. I don’t know what I’ll tell the boys if he follows through.
Or he might come as planned and then complain and pout the whole time.
Okay, Enough whining.
My stepfather called me this morning to say that his phone wasn’t working and would I please come help him, so I set off and found that he was not at home when I arrived there. However, I’ve seen him and know that he’s okay.
Well, the conference was great.