Yesterday we did not have heat. When I got up yesterday morning, it was only about 60 deg. in the house, but I was in a hurry and didn't worry about it. But by the time I got home yesterday afternoon, it was about 50. I played with the thermostat and I couldn't get the heat to come on. Long story short, it's gas heat and I didn't have the gas turned on. The earliest they could come out was 7:30 this morning, so last night was freezing cold! Thankfully I had two radiator/space heaters at the other house, so I put one in each of the children's rooms so they wouldn't be so cold. But I was frozen. It reminded me of the winter I was homeless (when I was 18). But I did lay there and wonder if it's true that you burn more calories when you're cold?
So in order for me to be at the house to get the heat on at 7:30, and get the kids to school and at work by 8 a.m., I had to ask my husband to take the kids to school. I know it was a dice roll, but I needed help. I am supposed to be at work by 7:25 a.m., but had to be there by 8 a.m. because today is the state writing prompt and I'm a proctor. He showed up on time and everything went smoothly.
I truly hope that one day my husband and I can be friends so we can be good parents to our children separately. I would like to be able to lean on him for support when it comes to the kids, and I think he should be there because he is their father. Financial support would be great, too. I still stress about how I'm going to pay these bills by myself. I know I've got a lot of people praying for me, so it will all work out in the end.
TOM is here, so I haven't been peeking at the scale. I take that back - I did look yesterday but it was the same as Friday (which is good). I'm still eating good, and getting a lot of activity with all the moving and unpacking. I figure that by this weekend I can wrap up everything at the old house and be totally out of there. I'm so ready for this move to be over!
I've also decided that I need to go out and have some fun ASAP. I think I deserve it, and it will maybe get me out of this funk I'm in. It's just been so long since I've had any fun or went out, I almost feel guilty about it. Like I don't deserve it. But I know that's the stinkin' thinkin' that has got me where I'm at, and the same ideology I'm trying to escape. But it's still hard. I talked to my BFF and she said that she's off the weekend of 2/14-2/15, so we're going to plan something then. Hopefully I'll be having too much fun to be depressed about being alone on Valentines day. But Clyde never bought me anything for V-day anyway, so I don't know why I'd be sad...