We never did get in that run last night. D. must have forgotten; he went on one of his after work trips to the woods for a beer with the guys. I don't begrudge him doing this a few times a month, but he just did it last week, and we had planned this run when he wouldn't go with me Tuesday night. I didn't mean to start a post solely about bitching about my husband though, and in the end, running is my responsibility. And, he mentioned my birthday gift yesterday, so he's not completely in the dog house. I know it's shallow to be this happy about it, but we're going to Pandora and adding to my bracelet. My in-laws also gave me birthday money, and I'll be spending that there too.
Updating on my double green issues. I made two purchases today, but I don't feel I went psycho with either one. I bought the stock up of tights I'm going to need for back to work (I can work with my closet, but I do need tights to do so), and spent about $50 on 8 pairs. Totally reasonable. I also bought a yoga bolster identical to the ones I've been practicing with since I started going to semi-weekly yoga early in my second trimester. I wanted a bolster but they're never very cheap, and often quite expensive, and it's hardly like you can do a bunch of supported back bends over one to decide it works, or doesn't, before buying, and because what's comfortable with regard to height and firmness of those things is so individually variable, I've been kind of paralyzed about what to do about getting one. So, cool new bolster coming my way, in a green- grounded elephant print, for $85. My yoga budget is a separate thing. I stopped dying my hair to have yoga money, and D. can't complain. I firmly believe purchases like my running shoes or a yoga bolster are entirely different. They are investiments in my long term mental and physical health.
I also didn't get any cooking done yesterday either, because it turned out my aunt was up from R.I. visiting my Grams, so I spent a lot of the afternoon there.
Last night the baby slept horribly, waking up at around 20 past each hour, at one, at two, at three, again at four.... so she's only just now down for a "morning" nap and it's already noon. Today, I really do have to do some cooking since we're out at a wedding tomorrow, on my birthday, plus I've got three loads worth of laundry I washed last weekend that got rained on repeatedly and now smell like damp yuck and need to be rewashed, plus the fact that that laundry's been taking up my whole clothesline (plus drying racks and the railings) means I haven't washed any of the baby's diapers, and we're on day two of landfill bound diapers... They're Seventh Generation ones, but still. I have made my promise to myself not to use the dryer, but right now, it's so tempting. There are probably, at minimum, seven loads backed up in my house right now, and at maximum, three can be dried at a time right now. It's such a pain when I end up having to rewash and double hang things too-- and this load will have been hung three times, because I did go out in the rain and bring half of it in to attempt to dry it inside, only to get musty stink. I'm also not looking forward to what happens to me when I'm back at school, commuting and hour and half a day, and still needing to do at minimum two loads of laundry (one of our stuff to clean the neighbors b.s. detergent out of the machine, and one of the baby's to keep up with the diapers) every other day, so that the baby has enough diapers. At times, if it weren't for the financial investment in our cloth diaper supply, I might cave and go disposable full time, instead of just for overnights and laudry emergencies. It really isn't easy being green.
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