The gift of Health

My husband is a twit. Plain and simple.

Last night he wanted to take DD to the Christmas lights in a neighboring suburb where they do a BIG display every year. We had discussed this over the last few weeks and had meant to take her on the weekend... but someone (not me) went for a "quick drink" (7 hours later) after work with the boss.... and then slept Saturday away before insisting we go to a twilight market in Oona Whoop Whoop... so no lights Friday night or Saturday night. Sunday night was out because I was rostered for the early shift = 5am wake up on Monday.

The brilliant man decided he didn't want to go Christmas Eve because it would be too busy. Fair enough and agreed. I'm on another Early shift Thursday and so our only real options were Monday night and Thursday night with Thursday being the prefered day because I had PT straight after work Monday. With me so far?

Well yesterday (Monday) was a big day for me. Up at 0500 work by 0700. Worked all day bored out of my brain because instead of the normal 30+ patients I only had 16! My day was spent writing a little ditty my boss has requested. I was also trying desperately hard not to chew my arm off waiting for a phone call about a job I had applied for. Straight after work I race to get changed and to the gym on time. By the miracle of School Holidays, there was next to no traffic on the roads and I managed to get to the gym early! WOOHOO! Shame about all the Monday Night Guilters who were clogging up the gym though!

On the way home, I finally get the call I've been waiting for! Unfortunately I didn't get the job I had applied for (3 days a week) BUT was offered the same role at 2 days because the other girl is also going on Mat Leave. SCORE! I was over the moon! It's something I am SO passionate about and a fantastic opportunity for me! The down side is she is due in May. I asked when the role starts because I have leave booked in May - going away for my 30th. Well... it seemed this was not what they wanted to hear and she began to back peddle. She said she'd call me tomorrow (Tuesday) to let me know if I can have my leave but I assume I still have the job - they can't take it back right? I tried to call DH several times to tell him the FANTASTIC news about the job. He knew how much I wanted it. First words out of his mouth? "Well you blew it didn't you?" (referring to my leave) and then berated me over the phone. Good one buddy. A quick chat to my bestie reassured me lifted my spirits! By the time I got to the gym I was back to bouncing with excitement!

Got through my session with few hiccups and even felt loser than when I'd started! SCORE! Raced to the supermarket to pick up bread and then home to cook dinner for DH and DD. THEN he says we HAVE to go to the lights tonight. He won't go Thursday. Awesome. I'm exhausted. It's freezing cold. DD has a cold. And now we have to go to the lights. But will you help get her showered and into warm clothes or clean up? Noooooooooooooooooooooo go downstairs and work. I'll do it all.

Get in the car and again he berates me about the job. Not ONE positive thing to say about it. By this point I'd had enough and told him to can it. Then we get to the lights and he tells me that money is tighter than normal and there's no money for non-essential items before Christmas "Oh, and I've not done any Christmas Shopping" AKA there's presents for DD and DH but not me. Now presents aren't the be all and end all but do you think there was a more appropriate time than when we're looking at Christmas Lights? Way to go to kill the Christmas Spirit in one fell swoop. To top it off, the two of them kept going off and leaving me on my own. Essentially, I could have staid home and not been missed. Instead, I was walking looking at lights on my own, surrounded by families, and walking a couple of Km each way. In total it took us around 2 hours at slow pace. The only time they spoke to me or addressed me was when either of them wanted something.

SO, during my two hour walk post PT, I decided to do some thinking to amuse myself. I was thinking about PT. About the muscles I was feeling after the session. About my upcoming new role. About my 30th. About the Christmas situation... and I decided if no one was going to give me a Christmas Present, I'd give myself the best one anyone can give... I'm going to give myself the gift of HEALTH. I'm going to immerse myself in my fitness and make myself as healthy as I can. What better gift is there than that?