Happy Thursday Fellow Bloggers!
I’m bucking the system. I will not discuss Olympics, election drama, Chick-fil-A boycotting, mass murders, Kim Kardashian or the unfolding Jackson Family UN-REAL-ity Show. Today I come to you to discuss a far more serious topic. Ants.
Now, I consider myself a pretty rational person (a statement that typically precedes a subsequential irrational statement), but when given a choice between a house infested with roaches and a house infested with ants…give me roaches. I know, I know: roaches carry germs, diseases, yada yada yada, but when you consider how easily roaches can be killed, it’s a no brainer. Besides…I think ants are Communists. Actually, I’m pretty sure they are. If you don’t believe me, read Bernard Werber’s Les Fourmis or H.G. Wells’ Empire of the Ants…I’m just saying. You may call it science fiction, but think about it; what do you call a colony of anything that involves:
- all members looking exactly the same;
- all working, but not sharing an equal workload yet everyone receives equal and fair compensation;
- what you will do with your life (your job) is pretty much decided for you at birth;
- no one OWNS the hill. It’s everyone hill. A COMMUNAL hill,if you will;
Com’mon…that’s classic Communism people! [Or perhaps socialism at best, but I like the sound of Communism better. It makes ants sound more sinister and what are they if not sinister, praytell?] Plus, they get in my sugar. Me no like-ey.
Over the last few weeks I’ve noticed ants scouting around the house here and there and I’ve asked my dear hubby several times to call pest control. Like many men, he’s not good at following through on instructions. Thus the problem has, as problems tend to, gotten worse. Hence, this is what my afternoon looked like yesterday:
If you wonder what all of this means, I’ll tell you. I said all of that to say this: I skipped my workout yesterday. What??? I was really stressed out after the ant attack, and I just couldn’t do it. Beyond that, I was exhausted, not feeling well, and pretty bummed about what my scale is telling me.
Could it be that Insanity isn’t all I hoped it would be? Today marks the end of four weeks on the program and I’m SERIOUSLY thinking the “HCG then back to Insanity” option is my best bet. We’ll see how I feel tonight and I’ll let you know tomorrow.
Inspirational Quote for today: “You are not in this world to live up to other people’s expectations, nor should you feel the world must live up to yours. – F. Perl