The past week was alright. I spoke to the fantabulous husband a couple of times which is always a good thing. I do try to avoid the sap here but I am so amazed every day how much I love him and miss him and think he is just everything that a man should be. Monday I had to go to court for a ticket but it was dismissed and I didn’t even have to pay for court costs. I was *very* lucky. So I celebrated by taking myself out to the pub downtown and had my standard meal of salad and the chicken pesto flat bread (like pizza kind of), then I took myself to visit my friends at Midas. It’s so sad but we’re on a first name basis. Anyway they fixed the muffler problem we’d had for quite a while which had gotten MUCH worse the week before. Let’s just say that I was at a gas station and thought I was going down the incline to turn but in reality it was a curb. Sadly there is another pipe to fix and also some other stuff I need to do to el honda but it will all be fixed by the time the husband gets home. You know he really needs a nick name. At least for blogging purposes. A blogger I read calls her husband HWWV (He Who Wears Versace) so maybe I should call mine HWSO (He Who Slays Orcs) or HWKDD (He Who Kicks Down Doors) depending on the game of the moment. I think the former has more noble ring to it. Or I could really annoy him and call him Fitzwilliam (we have this ongoing debate about ‘useless aristocrats’ and my utter love of period piece movies). Weds was the usual SNB night. Much fun was had by all. Thursday I had my other knitting group. Sadly because of when it is, when he gets home I’ll have to give that one up. Sometimes I think perhaps yes we should have two cars but really it seems like such a waste. We will have to see though. It sure will be strange to be stuck in the house again during the week when I’m used to getting all my errands done when its you know less crowded. The weekend was very pleasant, I spoke to HWSO and I listened to a good chunk of Mansfield Park while I worked on a sock. I’m not sure how I feel about this but there is a possibility that we will have to move when he gets back. I had just assumed we’d be here till he got out. It is the army and I should have known better but I like it here. It’s close to my mom and its pretty and cheap and close enough to a larger city if I feel the need. But I can’t get upset over something that just *might* happen. It’s just well I love my house. And I hate the thought of having to move TWICE in two years. We have so much more stuff now. Although I love my bedroom since its now done I almost wish I had held off on it till we were settled. But like everything in the army its YNK and things could change 20 times by the time he gets home so I’m not going to stress over it. I have been working out several times a week and I do see a difference. I ordered this book/dvd from amazon that people swear by. I can do anything for two weeks. I am hopeful that it will help me kick my body back to doing what it should do. I would very much like to lose 20-30 lbs, Actually I’m not that concerned with pounds I want to just be more lean. And go down a size or two in clothing. That way all the clothes I bought before I quit work would fit and well you know..But I am excited about making the attempt. The diet is mostly a modified atkins/low carb approach which does work for me. The no artificial sweateners (ie no soda) will be excruciating. But I can do anything for two weeks.