Someone please tell me why!!!

All right. I have questions. I need answers. Question one: Why is it, that I can scrub and scrub and scrub. Take three large bags of trash out, vacuum and still look around and feel like we're living in a pig sty!! Where does it all come from? Will it ever end? Is this some cruel sort of punishment for some wrong I don't even realize I've done. I'm sorry all ready! Please, I'm begging you! Make it stop. This is why I like yard work. Once I mow my lawn and make all those pretty lines, you can't undo them for me later that day! It takes a week or two!! By then I'm ready to mow again. Flower beds. You can't unweed them. Once I pull the little suckers out. They're gone. Tomorrow it will still look like I weeded the flower beds. Now that's satisfaction!
Question two: Why after you exercise can't you see an immediate result. Not huge. I realize you must work for it. All I'm asking is this. After I participate in a good work out... (which is rare for me) I just wanna see my belly not stick out quite so far, or see my arms jiggle just a little less. Then I'm motivated to keep it going. And if I miss a workout, then my belly can flab right back out, or my arms have my permission to jiggle freely!! All I'm asking is to see that my sweat, blood and tears are making a difference. I can't wait months to see it. I'm not a patient person. Don't believe me?? Ask the King. Actually ask anyone, they'll laugh in your face and tell you patience is a virtue I'm lacking! I wanna exercise. The problem is I hate it. I don't like how it feels. It's uncomfortable. I stink when I'm done. I don't have great endurance, and if you haven't figured it out yet, I'm a whiner. So exercise isn't a natural thing. But I wanna be healthy. I wanna be thin. So just why oh why can't I have a little teaser of what's to come!? Why can't I get just enough to be motivated to keep it going. WHY??
Well now I'm wound up and confused so it's time for a Dr. Pepper. I know counterproductive, but guess what!? I like it. So there.
Too-da-loo!
~Annie

The Deed Is Done

Well it's done. It happened, and now we're trying to get back to living. Ok so for right now it really isn't too bad. We're happy and except for a few nighttime meltdowns, we're back to "normal". Night time is when things seems to hit home. Ash wants to know where her Daddy is, and why he can't come home. When I tell her it's going to be a long time she says "sooooo Saturday?" Nope he's not coming home on Saturday. Then she cries "it's not fair!" And really it's not. But life isn't fair. It just seems that a three year shouldn't have to learn that lesson quite yet. Layne understands though except he's ticked that Dad will miss Christmas. I think this deployment is stirring up more emotion for my kiddos than the others have. They're just older. The get it a little more.
We will overcome! Ok that's a little dramatic. But really we're gonna be great. We are survivors. Life is too short to dwell on the unfair and hard. We like to focus where we are sooooo blessed. And we are. And if we keep ourselves busy, the time will start to fly!
Well this one is short, but I've said all I have to say. And now I'm the only adult in the home, I have much to do! So until next time!
Too-Da-Loo!
~Annie