Teetering on the edge

Of sticking to a plan. A good day, then a terrible day, then an ok day. At least I am now cognizant of the fact that I have some new goals.

Random other thoughts for today...

Since DS was born, DH and I both work full-time jobs and I do the 'second shift' on my own. I drop off and pick up DS. I do groceries. I do the cleaning. I schedule vendors for repairs. I pay bills. I deal with extended family obligations. I do the doctor visits. You get the picture. DH's excuses are things like, "But I just don't notice those things." "That being dirty doesn't bother me as much." "You're better at remembering all that stuff." "I don't know where anything is." Granted, we are living separately until that damn house sells, but this is ongoing whether we live together or apart. I will never get that about him (or guys in general).