I'm fighting with my disease lately.

My sugars have been too high. I eat, but sometimes I'm eating too much or the wrong things and my sugars have been high (>140, but < 200, but mostly I haven't been exercising enough. I've been starting to force myself to do something as often as I can. Last night, I took a walk for 20 minutes with Mike and the baby. The day before I swam for a while in the pool and did aqua aerobics.

I need to bike or something in the morning, but I'm so braindead in the mornings right now. And I have a hard time getting breakfast with the kids' needs. This morning, I didn't get breakfast until 1030AM and I'm supposed to eat on my regular schedule and have breakfast by 830, snack at 10, lunch at by 1, snack at 3, dinner by 630-7 and a snack at 9. More often than not, my morning schedule goes straight out the window, around back to the air conditioner, where it gets vented right back in the house, where it bites me in the butt. And I pay for my lack of planning. Lord, do I pay.

later that day...
Well, we are doing a family walk thing. Mike said something about it being our evening constitution. I said, "sure, whatever it takes." I'm waiting for Bear to get his clothes on. I'm sure you could tell that if you were listening outside the room because I just heard myself say,"Shut up and get your clothes on!" And I used a really annoyed voice and then Mike said the same thing and we said it about 4 times each until I threatened Russell if he said anything more I'd ground him for a week and then he shut up and magically got dressed.

I've turned into my mother.

someone please kill me.