Well, that didn't go as planed.

I was able to work tonight, mostly because of Husband's help and willingness to stay up with Loki till she (finally) gave in and fell asleep. So I got through my two hour shift with no problems, it went rather smoothly, I wish I could always take hours at night. In fact, if the 1:00 slot would have been available  I would still be working right now. So after this I will be getting ready for bed and hopefully getting some sleep tonight.
My plan to get up at 9 yesterday morning was foiled by Loki as she woke up at 6....and didn't want to go back to sleep, I think we dozed on the couch a little bit, but all in all I was quite tired today. Hopefully Loki will be more agreeable tomorrow with the plan and I'll actually fell more rested and able to get things done around the house.
I have realized I am in desperate need of getting back on track with my daily and weekly routines...cause honestly, right now the house is kinda a wreck  now it won't take much time to fix, mostly due to my routines that I had been keeping up with, but right now I'm kinda embarrassed about it. And I think getting back on track with everything will not only help me feel better about the house, but will also give me more energy and help me feel more confident with work.

Oh! I've also gotten back into using myfitnesspal.com in order to try to start not only losing weight, but trying to eat a little healthier and get more exercise, Loki and I are going on daily promenades. And while we were out walking today we saw this on a car windshield and it just made me giggle.

But our walk went well, and I think Loki really enjoyed it, mostly cause she was able to kick her little feet as we were walking around. 

Well, I'm off for the night. Here's hoping Loki lets me get some sleep tonight. 

Sometimes my brain worries me

if you've never heard of NaNoWriMo, it stands for National Novel Writing Month (held in November) and it's pretty much awesome. I tried to participate last year, but by the end of the first week Munchkin had decided she wanted to try showing up early again, and then two weeks after than she was born. Needless to say I didn't really get much done, the plot was kinda sketched out, girl gets kidnapped, kidnappers disappear one by one, she escapes only to find out why her kidnappers were disappearing, zombies.... and I hadn't actually gotten much further than that, I had the main questions etched out with answers, (i.e. How did the zombies come about, what type of zombie were they, how did they move, how did they die) Armed with those questions and answers, I was letting the novel develop itself from there.
Well ever since I gave birth, I've had this macabre thought dancing around in the back of my head....what if I had been bitten at the hospital? What would we do with Munchkin? If I could survive in the Zombie Apocalypse, we would be golden, because I'm her sole food source. So long as I'm around and alive we could keep Munchkin going, especially since she would have been small enough not to inhibit movement or slow us down to much.
And since my brain worries me so much, I have this need to write it down, almost convinced that will help me exorcise the macabre ideas eating at my brain. I'm going to start plotting out a bunch of short stories from the ideas and scenario buzzing around in my brain. And then when November rolls around again it should be much easier and more planned out so I can be more focused, even though I'll have an almost 1 year old at that point.