But im gettng a lot a lot accomplished

It is exactly 376 days until the next Star Wars convention. So of course the exercise/diet plan is in full effect at our house*. There has been lots of baked chicken, bushels of brown rice, and fields of veggies consumed. I've even made from scratch red beans and rice twice, HUGE pots of it.  which is good, because I love the stuff.  And its totally stoking my 'real food' obsession.  so, you know, bonus.  And the hubbs has been out almost every day in the last two weeks at the gym with a friend of ours.

Which is weird.

Not that he's been going to the gym (cause, yay, hotness hubby), but because he's been gone. Every. Day. See, the nature of our entire relationship, we've never spent a lot of time apart. And when i say 'a lot of time' im talking hours. So its a strange thing to be spending so much time apart. Call me co-dependant, but I like spending that much time with him.  Silly me.  (Don't get me wrong, I love love love that he's getting all buff and hot. I don't want him to give it up. Its just a big change.)

So bubby and I have had a lot of time our hands. We've taken long walks (3.5 miles is the current record), watched more Elmo than I think is strictly nessassairy for my own sanity, and done.... stuff.  I've primed the bathroom to get ready to paint, no small feat considering that the bathroom was a dark dark red. I'm pretty sure that im going to be putting up shelves in there. I've moved (again) my studio, and reorganized it. Painted bubbys new toddler bed.  And caught up on laundry mountain. Just basicly doing things by myself for the first time in..... years.

Now, this should be where I say something enlightened like 'we are allowing ourselves to grow as a couple by growing as individuals' or some other pithy crap like that.  and I suppose that could be the case, we very well might. To be honest, probably will.  But right now its just getting used to a whole diffent way of living. Not bad, not good.  Just diffent. 

And this is a good way to ease into next Feb when there is a shift change at work and hubby and I are on different shifts.  So its not so bad.

*if you don't understand why diet and exercise would be ramped up in relation to a Star Wars convention... 'the Princess Leia Spectrum'.  Someone will inevitably wear a costume that is not appropriate for their body type. You do not want to be that person. Pictures will be taken. You will be on the internet. Not in a good way.  I'm all for accepting your body but please people, for the good of us all, if you want to wear a particular costume, make are you can wear a particular costume.

gimme a C! gimme a R! gimme a A,Z,Y!

im going to preface this with a little background info for those that dont know it already. i work at my local 911. i hear the best and absolute worst that society can dish up. it takes a certian kind of detatchment to be able to do this for any legnth of time. ive been doing it for 9 years now. so this post is a bit... personal, without being specific.

there is a HUGE problem in society today. and it gets worse and worse every day.

people are expectted to behave within socially acceptable boundries called 'normal'. and there expected to do it every day. as a society we put on our cookie cutter suits, go to our cookie cutter jobs, come home to our cookie cutter houses and families. we are taught to never stand out. never be different. and its killing us. i take calls every day from teens acting out, family screaming matches, wives looking for husbands that dissappeared with the contents of the bank account. all because we have shackled ourselves, created a prison that we cant seem to shake.

when was the last time you were happy?
the last time you just let go and went crazy?
think the two might be related?

the little boxes we have forced ourselves into are killing us. rotting us from the inside out. and its all because we dont let ourselves just... be. i hear countless times a day, both in work amd out, from people that they would "lov to do x" but their wife/husband/boss/neighbors/insert authority figure here "just wouldnt understand"

when did we make other people the authority over us? when did it become ok to give away that much power?

in our house, going crazy is a pretty routine thing. we encourage it. we feed it. because we understand that going crazy is nessiassairy and, dare i say it, healthy.

on any given day in our house you will see a room covered in star wars toys, 2 complete ghostbusters costumes, mideval bannars, a minni quidditch pitch, flying broom, star wars costumes, pirate costumes, ill run out of room if i try to list everything. hubby wants to play paintball? go for it. world war 2 reenactment? enjoy. i decide to drop everything and spray paint the front door bright green and put on a door knocker of thor? good on ya.

hubby and i, both working at the same place, understand the importance of going crazy. i LOVE when hubby goes crazy. because i know he wont be draining our bank account for a weekend in vegas without telling me. and he knows the same about me. all because we give each other the freedom to go a little insane every once in a while. so please people, for the good of the world, go...

crazy.