SAHW...and other news

I am a "stay-at-home-wife" for the week. This is actually my transition week before I start my new job on Monday. I've already decided that I don't think I should be a stay-at-home-wife. Maybe a stay-at-home-mom while our kids are young, but it's definitely not a good idea for me to be doing this now. You see, I have a habit called shopping that requires monetary support for sustainability. When I have time off, I find myself spending money, and shopping. A LOT. I'm still bargain shopping, no doubt, but it actually makes me feel a little bit guilty to not be supplementing our income while spending Nolan's! (I always try to justify it to myself by buying him a "treat" or two!) When I work, I don't have time/energy to go shopping throughout the week, and therefore we save money. I know that being a SAHW works for some people, just not this girl! 

I digress. So, as you can imagine, I have an entire list of things I want/need to accomplish this week (besides shopping!). This week will definitely see more action in two areas of my life: blogging and the gym. I hate to admit it about that last area, but after you read the following conversation I had yesterday, you'll better understand.

Phone rings.
Me: "Hello?"
Man: "Hey Ashley, this is Mike over at Pivotal Fitness (the gym I'm a member at). How are you?"
Me: "I'm doing great, thanks."
Mike: "Hey listen. I was just going through our records and noticed that you haven't been in here in about 19 days and I just wanted to make sure that everything was going alright."
Me, chuckling: "Oh yeah, I'm fine. I plan on coming in there tomorrow."
Mike: "Alright, Ashley. Tomorrow sounds great. We look forward to seeing you tomorrow."
Me: "Ok. Thanks. See you then."

How. Embarassing. And today it's supposed to snow. Yet another day I may not make it to the gym. Hopefully he won't call today, too! The really crappy thing is that when I start my new job, it will be practically impossible for me to go to the gym Monday-Thursday because of the hours I'll be working. Not to mention that the gym is a good 25 minutes from our house. You see, when I joined, I was working closer and was able to stop by there on my way home...or at least that's what I told myself I would do. But obviously that hasn't happened in the last 19 days! Now if I want to go to the gym, I would have to drive PAST our house to get there, and I know myself well enough to know that just isn't going to happen. I'm going to have to think of an alternative...and soon!!

***DISCLAIMER*** Some people may feel that the following story is inappropriate to blog, but it was quite humorous, I thought.

In other fun, or I guess I should say FUNNY news, I went yesterday to have my health screening/drug test at the hospital. They take the use of drugs very seriously there, and this is how I know. In the paperwork they sent me a few weeks ago, they discussed the drug screening process. You have to do the normal pee in a cup. Ok, so you're thinking, no big deal, right? SUPERVISED! And I'm not talking you're in the stall and they're waiting outside...the nurse actually came INTO the bathroom with me! I already have problems performing this task when I am ALONE in the bathroom at the doctor's office, so you can only imagine the stage fright that I had yesterday. I had tried to prepare myself for this, knowing that I couldn't leave until they got what they wanted. I drank a glass of water at home yesterday before leaving the house. I drank an entire bottle of water on the way there. I drank a cup of water after a failed attempt #1. And then another cup. Attempt #2...and...nothing. Cup 3 of water. By this point, I feel like my eyeballs are beginning to float. Oh, come on! How about another? Still nothing. On my fifth and final cup of water, the nurse informs me that they aren't allowed to give me any more water and that I'll just have to let it flow through my body. This is getting ridiculous! Obviously I was finally able to make things happen (third times a charm, right?), and then wouldn't you know that I had to frequently visit the bathroom at least 4 times (no exaggeration!) within the following 30 minutes! The nurse was really patient with me (and my bladder!), and apparently this is a common occurrence. It made me feel a lot better when she couldn't get ANY blood out of her first stick and had to try the other arm for stick #2. Apparently, I was being a little retentive! HA! :)  

Well I'm off to clean house. I didn't do it this past weekend because I knew I would have time to do it during the week, and as Nolan always says, "save some fun for later." I have other fun things to blog about though, so those of you faithful readers might just get lucky today with TWO posts. How could your Tuesday POSSIBLY get any better?? :)