I went to the gym this morning.

At 5:30 am.

Wait, before you check the web address - you ARE at the correct blog.

I have not lost my mind.

And this is the 4th day this week! Yay me! My friends and I have been meeting each other there, and knowing that I had told them I would be there made a big difference. It's like I would bail if it was just up to me, but I knew I told them I would, so I showed up.

I might have been cursing them the whole way, but I showed up.

So life is definitely getting harder in some ways, but easier in other ways. This is a good thing.

I've actually made it to the bottom of my street almost every day this week without thinking that I could just swing by Ex-Guy's house to see if he or super-wonderful-new-supermodel-girlfriend is the there. I've stopped making up dumb reasons to send him a text and I've just been moving on.

Of course the retard had to go and join Facebook, but I'm working on dodging that bullet too.

All in all, things are moving around. The part that has gotten hard is working on the new house.

But it's a good hard because we'll be able to move our of my parents quicker (woot!) and I can move on with my life quicker.

This is also a good thing.

Oh and I love my son dearly, but sleeping in a twin bed with him very well may kill me.