This is hard...

This staying in a hotel for an extended period of time is for the birds.  I don't like it at all.  Not luxurious, not a vacation.  It is cramped and tiring.  I knew I liked my space, I just didn't realize how much the lack of quiet would affect me.

Every meal is hard.  We have a microwave and mini-fridge with no freezer. 

We have breakfast here in the room from the continental breakfast (which is okay, nothing too nice, but it's more than just cereal).  Dave gets it for us and leaves it in the room while he heads to work.  We heat it back up and eat it when we wake up.

Lunch is usually some very modest sandwiches here in the room.  Either meat and cheese or PB&J. 

We are low on our daily veggies and fruit.  We eat out at night, trying either take out, drive through, or the occasional sit down.  We are watching our budget, so we have to be careful there too.

I have noticed that on our 2 lean out days, I'm in worse mood than on the 3rd day of Load Up where I get Ice Cream.  Haha.  Isn't that typical?  Load me up with some comfort food and I have a different outlook on life.  Of course Dave looks skinnier than ever.  I think my body is hoarding the chubbies, but that's a post for another day.

Anyway, we will get through this.  It is just really tough.  I can't wait for our apartment to become available.  That 1,000 ft will feel like heaven after this little hotel room.

I think Dave is thriving despite the adversity.  He's so thrilled to be working.  I'm happy for him, and for us really.  

The kids are having a tough transition, as am I.  Interesting how a situation like this can magnify our personality flaws.
Adin is really inwardly focused, seemingly unable to be helpful to anyone.
Elsa is super bossy, even to me.
My sweet Isaac gets angry and has even hit one of the other kids.
Ephraim is extremely bratty, demanding and loud.  He gets his way, or he throws a screaming fit.  This is a tough thing to deal with in a hotel.  I don't want to disturb others, so I'm torn between placating him or making him straighten up.
Now, me?  I am a bit shrewish, depressed, irritable, whiny, etc.  All the parts of me I don't like.

Maybe it's Dave that should be having the hard time. ;)

I said about 10 days ago that I couldn't wait to be on the other side of the mess.  This week is like that too.  I need some space.  We all do. 
There's my depressing post.  I decided to be totally honest.  I'll be upbeat on another day.  For now, this is my life.  Thank God it won't last long this way.