Six Random Things

M over at Toneybabies tagged me for a meme (and my husband kindly reminded me to actually write it) detailing six random things about myself. So, without further ado...

1) I love Stephanie Meyer's Twilight series, but I will hunt down and kill anyone who reveals this fact to my students or coworkers. I have a certain amount of street cred to uphold as an English teacher, which means I live a literary double life on school days. Shhhh!

2) I will be very disappointed if my former classmates drop the ball and decide not to hold a 10 year high school reunion this summer. While I do keep in close touch with most of my good friends from high school there are a few people I've lost track of and I'd love to see them again. I'm also morbidly curious about how certain people I wasn't exactly fond of back then have turned out.

3) All of the artwork on my walls is from Target. That fact ought to embarrass me, but strangely enough it doesn't. That's how much I love Target.

4) We're planning to put our house on the market this week and (unsurprisingly) I'm pretty depressed about it.

5) Work drama is insane right now and one of the reasons I haven't been posting much is that I know I can't discuss it here. Suffice it to say, the first 5 weeks of my final year at this school have been more eventful than the last two years put together.

6) One of my worst housekeeping habits is that I leave my shoes EVERYWHERE. It's driven Juan crazy for years (generally because he tends to trip over them) but nothing has made me change my ways until now. See, lately Luke has declared himself the house shoe police, and anytime he finds a pair of my shoes lying around the living room/kitchen/TV room/any other room you can think of he picks them up and follows me around with them until I put them on. Thus, after repeatedly donning peep-toe pumps while wearing ratty sweats and ballet flats with my pajamas I've decided to be a grown up and put my shoes away in the closet every night.

Red letter day

Today was my weigh-in day for Weight Watchers and I honestly expected the worst. I slacked a bit on the old diet towards the end of the week (damn our school librarian and her tasty, tasty Friday pot luck luncheons!) and wouldn't have been surprised to see a weight gain. Instead? SIX POUNDS LOST. SIX.

*jaw drops*

I'm now down 20 lbs from the weight I was at when I started Weight Watchers back in July. I weigh two pounds less than I did when I got pregnant, just three pounds more than when I got married, and I'm only eight above from my high school (and target) weight. The capris I bought back in June (which were tight at the time) can now slide down while buttoned if I'm not wearing a belt. I can fit into work clothes I haven't even attempted to wear in four or five years.

Oh. My. God.

Watch out world, the new and improved C is on her way!

Hundreds of dollars worth of toys sitting in the living room

and all my child wants to play with are the half-empty cereal boxes we store on some open shelves in the kitchen.