Monday, June 22, 2009

Fat Chick vs. Food - Week Twenty Two

I’m still pretty much sucking in the weight loss department but I have a good reason. I’m a newlywed!! Okay, so not really in the chronological sense, but for the first time ever the Hubby is no longer working evenings. This is major in our house.

The Hubby has had an evening job in one form or another since we were married almost fifteen years ago, and other than the odd mat leave here and there, I have had a day job my whole working life. Throw three kids into this mix, and it has not been easy. Given our history of scheduling problems it’s a miracle that we’re still married at all, never mind managing to survive it without coming out the other side saying, “Who the hell are you?”

Hubby graduated university with an education degree after a long six years the beginning of June, and once he secured a teaching position for this fall he left his night job waiting tables so he could stay home with the kids for the summer and get his poop in a group to start his first real ‘career’ type job. Yeah, I’m stressed out about the money and how we’re going to pull this off for next three months, but fuck it. Having him home at night is AWESOME.

I come home from work each day and not only is dinner made, but a glass of wine is waiting for me. The laundry is done and my yard looks like I’ve hired a landscaper. The kids are not screaming at me because I haven’t managed to put a full meal in front of them within 30 seconds of arriving at home, and I don’t have to go madly searching around the house trying to find the gear they need for whatever activity we need to dash off to.

Aside from all the obvious conveniences of having a parent home during the day to deal with daily life, having the Hubby home at night to just hang out with is way more fun than I ever thought it would be. It turns out I actually like this dude. A lot.

So Fat Chick is not rocking the gym that much lately because when I get home from work I don’t want to turn around and leave again. I want to hang out with my husband. The husband who gives me wine. The husband who covers every dish he cooks in cream of mushroom soup. The husband who thinks salads are for wussies. The husband who is finally at home every night and makes me happy.

I’m not abandoning all hope for continued weight loss, I’m still kinda sorta hanging in there. I did turn down a hot fudge sundae yesterday. That’s something, right?

I gained a pound this week. I wonder how slippery this slope is exactly?

9 comments:

Michele said...

Be careful. I put on more weight when the hubby is around then any other time. I blame him, not my non-existent will power. It's all him.

congrats to him for graduating and to you for helping him through it.

robin said...

My husband has worked nights for long periods of time too and I hated it. We didn't have kids so there was no benefit there and we rarely saw each other... it sucked.
So glad you're on the same schedule. To hell with weight loss, enjoy i! :)

Ashlee said...

Kick ass!! That's awesome. I'm happy for you guys to be finally getting to spend some quality time together. 15 years is a long damn time. I'm glad ya like the guy,too! That's just a huge plus!

Casey said...

Oh, congrats on your new husband-is-around-more status! Having dinner ready every night IS awesome. Now get your fucking ass to the gym. You heard me. I've only been going for a week but somehow that gives me the right to yell at you.

Jenni said...

glad the hubs is home.

where is the end of the fucktard story? tease.

Keely said...

Holy crap. I need to win the lottery so MINE can stay at home and pour me wine.

Frogs in my formula said...

I was about to read and comment on this post with a leftover frosted cupcake in my mouth/hand then I read your "turn down a hot fudge sundae" line.

How awesome IS it to have him home at night? Wink wink. If the room's a rockin...

Blogging Mama Andrea said...

Hey That Girl can get back on the wagon later. Just enjoy the Hubby time :) Maybe go for walks together in the moonlight...

LiLu said...

My boyfriend has definitely been a bad influence on me, health-wise... it's just not fair- they can eat the same crap and not gain a pound, whereas we blow up! Sigh...