Dude, she was a total nut bag

I posted this little story with my fabulous little support group but wanted to share this here…in case there’s other “nut bags” out there lol

Ok ladies I have to share something that just happened to me…sorry in advance for a rambling post lol

I was just finishing up a sweat fest on my treadmill as my 17 year old daughter and her friend passed by to go down to the kitchen. I then overhear the following conversation:

Amy(my daughters friend)- dang I think every time I come here your mother is on the treadmill, like she’s in shape what the deal with all the exercise?

Haley(my daughter)-No dude you should have seen her a year ago before she lost a bunch of weight and started working out, she was a total nut bag! Like she was always yelling about something, cranky all the dang time. Like I totally hated coming home from school cause we knew she was gonna complain about something.

In walks my 15 year old son (Richard)-What you guys talking about?

Haley- mom when she was nutzo!

Richard- oh yeah seriously she totally was! Hey do you remember those little purple pills ( wellbutrin an anti anxiety medication I stopped taking 6 months ago)she used to take…I used to dream about putting extras in her morning coffee. (they all laugh)

Haley- so like now aliens have invaded her body (they all laugh) she’s totally happy all the time, she like dances around the house and seems to find really stupid stuff funny.

Richard- Like do you remember that stupid blue handicap sign she would use everywhere we went? Now she frigging parks at the end of the parking lot and makes us walk for extra exercise…kinda annoying actually. ( I don't even know where the handicap sign is now)

Haley- dude seriously the worst part is how her and my dad are now, like before he was lucky if she looked up when he came home from work, now it’s totally gross cause they like make out in the kitchen for like 10 minutes when he comes home.

Amy- maybe I should tell my dad to buy my mom a treadmill for Christmas lol

Kids leave and I go into the garage where my hubby is. I describe the conversation to him and wait for a reply…Total silence.

Eventually he looks at me with a smirk and says…”every single word they said was the truth”. You’re a completely different person from who you were a year ago, your back to being that girl I fell in love with at 15 years old.

Ok so let me say my husband has never in anyway complained about my weight, attitude or medical condition.

Here’s the thing-HOW could I have become this horribly cranky person and not realize it? Now I’m wondering a few things…

While I was doing the little happy dance in the dressing room because I finally fit into a size 10 (started in a 22) were my children doing their own happy dance because I went an entire week without yelling at someone?

When I started to become more affectionate toward my husband did he do the happy dance lol?

Finally- How did I celebrate the physical changes in my body without realizing I had made even bigger mental ones!

Again sorry for the long rambling post, but today has been a real eye opener for me and I hope if I ever start to become that negative person again I’ll remember this post!