And congrats on the job! It must feel great.Mamajb - Its hard to hear you being so down, because you're down, but moreso b/c you are being hard on yourself for it. I do the same thing; beating myself up b/c I'm down when I have so much. You know that there's nothing you could say that would make us think you were a whiner, or ungrateful. Life is just hard sometimes, for uncertain reasons, and existential angst is a powerful thing! (at least in my world
) This too shall pass. Crises is a door to transformation. Be gentle with yourself as you make your way through this. We will keep the flame burning of mamajb respect and admiration always 
on the houseJG - How'd the 20 minutes go!?
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Mommajb
Hopefully the inflammation/pain will be reduced by the steroids, maybe that will give things a chance to heal?
Isnt that what's on the menu for AG's bday 


On top of that we have water problems here with ds1's shower. Needless to say he did not tell us day one. It will be a relief to only have one home to manage an to have it be the one we are living in.
I was totally squeamish and not super looking forward to the race, but it turned out to be a blast. We were in the second wave, so it wasn't too crowded or hot. With 40 obstacles in 3 miles, this is not the type of race to set any speed records, and we weren't out to go super fast, but we ran pretty much the whole thing. I honestly can't even remember all the obstacles, but we had to climb over hay bales, those big wooden spool thingies, lots of walls, a couple of cargo nets, etc. We had to lower ourselves down on ropes and pull ourselves back up, make several creek crossings, do a potato sack race (!), crawl through a couple of mud pits, slide down a waterslide into a mud pit, go across a balance beam and a rope bridge, and more. I even decided to embrace the mud (and impress my kiddo, who was watching), by willingly taking a flying dive through the mudpit just before the finish line. Heck, when you're already that dirty, why not, right? I came out of it relatively unscathed...several bruises that I'm sure I haven't discovered yet, two scraped up knees, a scraped shin, and a scraped belly. Oh, and some very dirty toenails (my poor, poor, pedicure)!









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