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Earning my beers.

Doing this:

So I can do this:



Kilometers so far this week: 13.75

Rocks. Lots of rocks.

With unemployment now being a prominent part of my life, I find myself caring a little more about my environment as I seem to be spending quite a bit of time in it.  One of the things that was on the top of my to-do list was my front yard (much to my husband's dismay).

Now because I'm absolutely terrible at remembering to take pictures, I don't have one that can show how awful and weedy our front yard was.  However, I did remember to take one before we covered all of the dirt with landscaping fabric.  We had already pulled all the weeds by this point, but it gives you an idea of what we were dealing with.



I'm not a garden person and I have no idea how to identify any plants other than dandelions (and I could be wrong about those sometimes too), so planting a flower garden wasn't something that I was willing to take on.  There was one thing that I knew I could keep alive though: rocks!

The Drunk part of the Runner.

Ahhhh...Fridays!  Rest days.  Wonderful days.  The best days.

This has been a great week; a week filled with motivation and success.  I loved it!

But now it's time to wind down, relax, and enjoy something wonderful: wine.

I had text my husband today to see what he wanted to do tonight.  The conversation went something like this:


So the guy comes home with 2 bottles of wine and we start our yoga DVD ... which I soon realize is THE worst yoga DVD EVER!  I, accidentally, got distracted with supper while it was playing, but husband carried on.  Small one #2 even joined him:

While they did that, I did this:



Tomorrow's run might be a lil' bit slower.......
Have a great weekend!



Bahahahaha....I just found this in my drafts from last summer and HAD to post it.

My husband and I are usually on the same page when it comes to parenting.  What I say goes and that's that.  I'm the better parent, we both know it.  He sucks, I rock.  I win.  Except for when I'm drunk....errrr....

Sometimes my husband is on a different page than me though....in a completely different book.  Like this weekend for example...

WW - My new running buddy!

I went out for my second run since moving to Rimbey, Alberta.  There isn't much for running/walking trails around here so I'm very appreciative of the one trail that they do have!  Rhett was in her glory running alongside me.  She'll be a good running buddy!

A moment of brilliance!

My decision to keep two blogs going has quickly changed.  I'm focusing solely on The Drunk Runner, mainly because it has a way better name.  I'm only moving over a couple of posts from the other one and only to have things make more sense to me.
Here's the short version of how the past 3 months have gone:  listed house, sold house, found new house, moved, and happy!
We are now 1 1/2 hours closer to where my husband works and everything is going great.  I'll post a bit later about our choice of home, but the short version is that we decided to downsize and bank some serious cash.  So far, so good.  I didn't think I would be using the word "downsize" until my kids were long gone and our grandchildren were too busy to visit.  And I definitely didn't expect to be doing it when my kids were only 6 and 8.  I have to admit that it's been a lot easier than I expected it to be.  So far, our challenges have been easily defeated.
As small as it sounds, one …

Fact.

I had no idea what the F5 key did until I found this:





What's up,  people?!

Sorry I've been MIA.  Our family finally bit the bullet and sold our house and moved!  You can check out some of the details of that on my new blog: Life Less Crazy.  I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to pull off having two blogs, or if it's really even necessary really, but I figure I'll give it a shot.  I've always been slightly bipolar, so this should at least keep me blogging on one of them, right? Yeah, you're right, probably not.....

So what does this move mean for the The Drunk Runner?  Well, first of all, it means that I'm quite unemployed.  Very unemployed, actually.  I'm enjoying this.  I do absolutely nothing all day long and then act like I'm really tired at night when my husband gets home.  I'm totally kidding.  I do actually do things: lots of organizing, TONNES of yard work, and I mix in doing absolutely nothing when I have the time.  I can't say that I've picked it up with the fitness, yet, but…