I had better be super hot, and have a HGTV worthy house in 90 days

I have less then 24 hours till the day. The day where veggies and fruit smoothies, more protein and but one carb a day becomes my life.


I have 24 hours till the work out begins. I am one of those people that needs to psych myself up for this kind of stuff. Planning and mentally telling myself this is the plan.


Spaghettti and I spent hours yesterday, going over the diet plan, making grocery lists, and figuring out what we still needed to do for the big day.


We figure if we start on September 24th it will take us to December 24th just in time to look fanfuckingtastical for Christmas. Not to mention we have a sick head start on all the new years resolution people!


I am optimistic that we can do this, I need to be. I made a deal with Spaghetti and he with me that we will stick to the diet AND the work out EVERYDAY. If for some reason one of us breaks the rule of both diet and work out, we have to do our punishment.


Spaghetti's punishment for slacking will be giving me a backrub for the length of the work out session he skipped. My punishment is... well Spaghetti will benefit, and it ain't no damn back rub. Believe you me, I WILL be doing my work out and eating what ever the diet says, or as Spaghetti put it. "I've got a protein shake for ya" nice honey, real nice.

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In other news Spaghetti and I also discussed the housework. Or the lack there of.


Alright if you come over to my house, you know what I mean, I am not dirty gross, but I am sloppy messy. I have THE worlds best husband when it comes to this. He NEVER says Boo about the mess, the dishes or the insane laundry issue I have.


But when I bring the subject up, he politely says "Well I don't want to sound like a dick, but you can schedule 7 hours to work on scrapbooking, but you can't pick up, or do the dishes, or the 5 baskets of laundry that has been there for weeks? Oh and while we are on the subject, I haven't seen my pool table in 6 months. What is all that shit on there anyway?"


Alright. Alright. So I tend to use the "two toddlers, two dogs, two cats" excuse ALOT, and if I really want to do something I can. BUT in my defense scrapbooking is WAY more fun the housework.


But I want to come home to a clean, organized house. I do need a dumpster, and a plan to just pick up after myself, and get rid of all this extra crap!


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Hope you have a fan-fucking-tastical day. I have to make lunches, go pick up the new Vue from the shop (they had to take out a few scratches we found) and go shopping for the big day tomorrow.