Time fillers

I'm beginning to think that most of my days are time fillers, unimportant happenings all in a continuous line that ends with me... with me what? getting my own classroom again? having a baby? Both are things I really want, at least I think I do. I afraid that it's like when I was bored as a child - I would complain to Dad and his solution was to pick up rocks or sticks, or shut up. Of course, once I got through the first 3 rocks, I'd realize that being bored may not have been exciting, but it was at least better than work. ...this is probably just my insecurities talking. I mean, I know there'll be days when I'd rather be at home on my bum watching Judge Judy without worring about lesson planning or feeding the baby. I'm not naive at least. All this free time isn't good for my insecurities, too much time to sit and conjure all the ways I could possibly screw up... or the ways in which I'll never even get the chance to screw up.

I'm officially practicing pregnant-woman cravings, lol. I have no idea what's come over me, but I crave no bake cookies like the papparazzi crave scandal. I've tried drinking water every time I think about eating a no bake... but instead of removing the craving, I've become a water balloon with no bake in hand. Theoretically, I should be losing weight - which I desperately need since I'm at an all time high of 150 lbs!! - since I'm working out 4-5 days a week with Aaron... but nooooo... those blasted cookies have to interfere with my well-laid plans.

Wah wah for me, I know. Ok, I'll stop whinning now. Toodles!