I'm gonna be A.W.O.L.....

And somehow I don't think things are going to improve any time soon!


You know, I'm really going to miss my morning routine. Usually I get up, do the scale, bathroom, shower, dress thing - and head straight for my computer with a cup of java in hand. As of tomorrow I think it's a sign of memories past. The worst of it is, I don't see myself having oodles of time to check in with your guys. So if my comments are missing, just know that I am reading (if I get a chance) and if I don't have time to read (what with assignments etc) I will be with you in spirit.... at least until things start to slow down again. 


I'm off at around 7.30am to head for Perth for the first day of my Aged Care Cert III course. Getting a little nervous now, too. Big, brave Cara has suddenly taken stock. I'm going to be crazy busy with full days, not getting home until around 6.30pm. I still have kids to look after, and a house to run and now I'm adding pressure. But I still feel it's a good pressure. It's a very much wanted, 'something for me' pressure, and I will deal with whatever is thrown at me as I usually do.. by running and diving under the covers and hiding my eyes....... kidding! I'm actually not like that at all.. I am a face things head on kind of person and this will be no different. So while I have a very hectic few weeks coming up, I'm up to the challenge. It's just going to be fun juggling - something I really haven't had to do for a while, especially with the kids on holidays. Things just happened as they happened and I took them in my stride. 


But, today was also a good day. Kids back at school (I mucked up, thought it was tomorrow until a friend sms'd me to set me right... phew.) Which means that my first day tomorrow doesn't 
co-incide with theirs as I first thought. That was a win of sorts. Today is going to be a shocker though. I have a million things that need tying up before I can even think of tomorrow. Like trying to sort this house cleanliness wise after having four kids (and plenty of extras) home for almost 8 weeks straight. That'll be fun... not. Thankfully, my wonderful MIL arrives at lunch today to help out with things like getting Riley to and from school and perhaps cooking the odd dinner or two. MOTH (Man of the House) is working and he also started a course that runs for a week from today and he has to leave even earlier than me. Sheesh. It never stops. 


So, I see one of the Docs today - to be filled, or not filled, that is the question. I say one because I never seem to know who I'm seeing, could be either Couch or Hill. This restriction of mine is all over the place. One day I'm quite tight and seem to float through the day with not much hunger, then two days later my stomach growls all day and I have to really control those portions. Cack! I don't know, it's all such a guessing game. I can see the whole thing playing out before I'm even in there. I will go in and state that I haven't been losing weight lately.. and I can see him telling me that I am way ahead of schedule with my weight loss and I have lost a fair bit in such a small amount of time (which he's done before but does losing almost 64 pounds in eight months seem unreasonable? Not to me... but then I'm biased because... well, it's me we are talking about and I just want the rest gone!) Which leads me to think if he's talking like this.. am I supposed to wait the 18 months out where I am weight wise before I start to lose the rest? The argument he puts to me doesn't make much sense. So, I guess I just talked myself into a fill. Let him work it out, it does my head in lol. 


I must run - I have a million things crowding in my head and I'm starting to get antsy. You girls and guys have a really wonderful week - reading your posts you all seem to have as much on as me. Makes me wonder when we really do get to stop and smell the roses. Is there even such a thing?


Cara xxxx