WOOOOPS!

I have been out of the saddle in the way of posting on here! Jim the trainer has been kicking my butt in training sessions, however.... tonight is my last one! VERY SAD! :( Monday night I felt very out of it and tired. He really kicked my but to the point were I was so physically exhausted I did an exercise wrong and when he corrected me I had to fight back the tears! (side note... I hate the BC I am on... ugh) I lost 1 1/2 lbs with in the last month and a half. I also lost a pant size. Finally some success. However, through out this experience I have been getting stronger physically and have felt the effects of the training sessions.
Hubby has lost 2 pant sizes! He finally had an interview for that job. It was last night. He seemed at peace after the interview. Not too excited, not too bummed. He just seemed like he went in said what he needed to say about himself and decided to let them worry about it. He will either get the job or stay at the crappy one he has and while that sounds like settling, he isn't. He is still daily looking for jobs in our area. Obviously the 129 applicants in this current job search shows why he has been looking for 5 plus years. He isn't alone in this hunt for a new job. He basically told the guy that at 33 years old he has never been inclined to drink, smoke or do drugs (great for them if he is on-call at night!), he has stayed at his job for 13 years (he is loyal), he doesn't know everything (humble) but is hands on and willing to learn (obviously good) and if he doesn't answer the phone if they call in the middle of the night his (mean, cranky) wife will poke him and tell him to answer the phone. HA! They told him he will know sooner rather than later about where he stands in this employment process. I am so hoping he gets it. I just don't know that he can continue to take all of this rejection before it makes him really down and depressed. As I type that I realize that it makes my hubby sound like a sad depressive guy... and really he has proved me wrong in this respect before. When his Mom passed away 3 years ago, I thought I had not only lost a wonderful friend but was going to lose my boyfriend to his grief. He actually has handled the loss so much better than I had predicted. I think that having God in our life has helped, having our friends' little girl Aria in our lives has helped tremendously too. She was born the day we buried Cathy and I have told CB's Grandma that Cathy whispered in Ar's ear before she was born to take care of CB. :)
WOW this post has gone a way I didn't expect! I guess that is because I had missed so many posts!

Happy Wednesday.