Here -- Very Soon....

We've only got a year left before we have to start packing up our stuff again, and move out.  In a few months, the husband will find out where his next duty station would be.  As of now, we don't have a single clue.

Part of renting out that I really am not a big fan of is, having to clean everything on our own before we can even turnover the place back to its owner.  If we don't do it, we'll lose money.  We need to make sure the whole house looks exactly the same when we moved in, or even better if possible.  This time, with a bigger place compared to our old apartment, I can already tell that it's going to take us time to clean the whole house - in and out.  I'm dreading that day, but it's inevitable.  How I wish we could just hire people who could do all the work for us.  There are so many things that need to be fixed before we could move out.  One of the major issues we have now is, the bad water pipeline down in the basement.  I remember last year, it burst and almost flooded half of the washer and dryer room, causing a lot of damages on the floor and some of our stuff.  We informed the owner and they called in someone working for something like the  water damage round rock to fix the problem.  Well, he did fix it, all right.  But the mess that the water left, that'll be up to us to take care of.  Not to mention our things that got ruined by the gushing water.  We don't even know if some of them can still be of use or not.  We really haven't went through the boxes after that incident.  But, my husband already planned on taking leave again so we can do some Spring cleaning and get rid of things that we're not using anymore so we don't have to pack them with us when we move.  That just won't make sense at all.

As of the moment, we're just enjoying the last whole year of our stay here.  Yes, I really am not looking forward to the day when we need to transfer to a whole new place because I already know the feeling and how much it sucks to have to start all over again.  But like what I said, it's inevitable.  And for as long as my husband is in the military, moving from one place to another will, pretty much, become a normal thing for our family.  I just pray that wherever the Navy takes our family to, would be a place as nice as we're in now, for our children to grow up in, enjoy, and meet new people and make plenty of new friends.  And above all, for us to create new memories to have with us for the rest of our lives.

Military life is definitely something else -- in a good sense of being something else, if you know what I mean.

No Workout Today!

I am not feeling good today, so I'm going to resume working out tomorrow.  I honestly just want to stay in bed right now, but because I have chores to still do, I'm here fighting the urge to crash and pass out.  I just had a can of energy drink and I'm hoping it'll take effect on me here soon because I am so sleepy!

I don't feel good not being able to workout today.  I guess my body is already so used to it that, missing just a day already makes me feel like I'm being drained of energy.  But we need to listen to our body.  If it's telling us it needs a break, give it a break.  I don't want to overtire my muscles anyway and end up feeling worse than I do now because I chose to push through even if I knew I couldn't do it.  That's bad!  Anyway, I'm not into losing weight anymore because I've already achieved my weight goal.  I'm more into maintaining my weight now and getting more toned.  And I think, it's my muscles telling me right now that I need to slow it down because I've really been pushing my butt off on my workouts.

But tomorrow, I guarantee, it's going to be payback time for not working out today! (Hehehe)

Hoping It's Not Something Serious

Last week, for days, I got caught up looking for the missing power cord for our small laptop in the basement.  I have went through piles of bins but couldn't remember where I've put it.  It has been months ago when I cleaned the house and put away things we don't really use to save up some room.  And for some reason, I've been forgetful, so it was kind of tough remembering where it was.

While I was digging through stuff, I got worried when I got up to move a bin out of my way and I suddenly started feeling dizzy.  Not only that, my sight, for a couple of seconds, went muzzy and I started seeing double!  Good thing, I was able to grab onto the old couch that was just right behind me.  It scared me because I have a history of eye problems.  I was diagnosed with Myopia when I was in 5th grade and had to start wearing prescription glasses.  But, it got worse when I was in high school.  When I went to my doctor for another check-up, I was told that my eye problem wasn't as simple as we've thought it was all along.  He did further tests, and when the results came out, the diagnosis - glaucoma!  He didn't have to explain a lot for me to grasp the fact that what I have is something serious, and if not treated properly, it could lead to blindness.  I knew right then and there that I wasn't paranoid or anything when I had instances at night when I literally went blind for a couple of seconds.  I was prescribed with an eye drop, and I used it for years.  I stopped when I was in college because I was supposed to go back to the doctor for further tests, but never did.

It's been seven years now since the last time I've been seen by an Ophthalmologist, and it worries me that I might be suffering from the same symptoms again.  And I guess I cannot stop worrying until I get seen and find out what really is going on with my eyesight right now.  I can only pray that it's nothing as serious as before and that it can be treated without me having to use any type of medication.  I can handle wearing glasses again, but not eye drops or any type of prescription.  I am so over that! 

A Weekend-like Tuesday

May 8, 2012:  My husband came home early from work, and since it was so gorgeous outside, we both decided to take the whole family out for a walk, then bring the kids to the nearby park so they could play and run around.  We put the boys in their wagon, the little girl in the baby carrier, dogs on their leash, and we walked a good mile for about 30 minutes, then we took the kids to the playground.

I called it a weekend-like Tuesday because we got to do stuff that we only normally do during weekends.  With my husband's ever-changing schedule at work and him being the only afternoon Chief in-charge, most of the time, during weekdays, he gets home usually at around 6PM, or later.  So we don't get to do much during work days.  But every time, like that last Tuesday, he gets off work earlier than usual, he always makes sure to spend time with us.

The boys had a blast, running all over the place, climbing up the slide and sliding down, and above all, they met a new friend.  Unfortunately, we never got to ask for her name, but she was so friendly and nice to the boys the whole time.  Not to mention that she was so pretty as well.  How I wish I could've at least asked her what her name was.  But it looks like she lives around the neighborhood, so there's a pretty big chance that we'll see her there again.  And if we did, this time, I won't forget to ask what her name is and how old she is.

 

Papa, too, had fun -- chasing after the little ones ;)

Anyway, we only stayed there for about 40 minutes, then we decided to walk over to a small restaurant called, Standing Only to grab something to eat before we headed back home.  We all had dinner together, then I got the kids ready for bed.  They definitely got so tired from playing and running around that they went to bed early that night.