Turning into a Grown-Up

So tonight, I had 40 minutes between getting Charlie to bed and starting work, and I chose to spend that time doing dishes and wiping counters.

Wha? What happened to the Amy we all know and love?

Well, I'm here to say that the former Amy - the one that would choose to play Yahoo! Games and read Star Magazine rather than clean- doesn't have time to exist. Instead, I've become a household manager.

I make dinner instead of grabbing take-out. Tonight, I replicated the Chicken Caesar Salad Sandwich from the now defunct Ann Arbor restaurant Sweet Lorraine's.

I can't go to bed with dishes in the sink. I know this because I tried to last night. I really really didn't want to do those dishes. And here's the difference - because the Amy of just a year ago would have been okay with just going upstairs and leaving them for the dishes fairy (aka Jason).

I even had to give up on my favorite television programs - the Korean dramas, because the only time I have to watch TV is when I'm working and I can't edit stories and read subtitles at the same time. So it was either learn Korean or admit defeat.

I exercised 5 days last week. This week, okay, I still have yet to exercise. But I more than made up for it last week. That's probably more than I've exercised all year.

What gives? Well, I'm feeling good, after another setback with my pill tapering. My cholesterol may be high (or the test is all screwy because I didn't fast). And Charlie is now a full-fledged toddler demanding that every free moment of my time is spent watching him take stickers off the toy suitcase, one by one, and then put them back on again, one by one. And repeat. Over, and over, and over.

I have a couple of new pics - but they are on Jason's computer and I'm way too drained to go all the way over to the loveseat to mess with it. But you are all missing out - we were told today at the supermarket that Charlie was the cutest kid in the WHOLE STORE! It's a big store, too!