It's about 20 mins to 9 and I am listening to One Republic as I am digesting my happy hour meal from yardhouse. To work out or not to work out that is the question that lies before me. I am leaning towards doing a quick p90x core workout. Which I most likely will attempt. But still letting my food digest.

Today, I realized that I have about 6 months left. I didn't really how fast time is flying by. I better get back into planning mode. The roadblock has really halted my planning, but I hope to get over these bumps in the next two weeks. (crossing fingers)

Tomorrow, I have a really super long exhausting day. These events do not make me happy. I drive enough as it is.

Venting time...... lately I have had some anxiety.....I know exactly what causes my anxiety and thinking about it really upsets me actually. I often wonder what it is about being maternal that makes kids crazy. Possibly rooted in upbringing. I get a lot of advice from people these day adding their 2 cents. About how to raise my future children. About how to raise a family. About marriage, etc. I appreciate these comments and totally understand where they are coming from, but can't help but observe the faults.

Here's my 2 cents. People are all different and couples have individual dynamics. Prayer is an awesome thing and having belief is great. But one NEEDS to find the their own enlightenment to truly understand the present of GOD; only then will one be a true believer. Until then, one should be patient until that time has come.