Working for my husband sucks, I have to find a real job.

So my husband has this little saying it starts "I pay you good money" and you can just about get the gist of the rest. Anyway, it was a joke before when I was working but since the move it is really starting to get less funny. I have to get all my money from him as I am not working and have no paycheck of my own, it is infuriating. I am not used to not having my own money coming in. Most people are probably thinking I am insane, stay home have your husband work and have the money you need. What's not to like right? Well, I have many friends who are stay at home moms and many friends who work from home, all of these women have something in common, although they are at home they definitely have a job. Stay at home moms the job is obvious they are responsible for the care, education and upbringing of a little person. Those who work form home have actual employers. Me, I am not a stay at home mom unless you count the dogs, which most won't. I am trying to work from home or from anywhere really but since I am looking for part time which does not include the words "do you want fries with that" I am having difficulty.
What does this all have to do with exercise? I have nothing to do so I can exercise at home, I can go to the gym and I do. I am working out to avoid bashing my husband in the head next time he makes a joke about me not having a job or maybe to be strong enough to make it really hurt. I am also working out to have something to do that does not make me feel like the 50's idea of a housewife with the martini and dinner ready when her husband comes home.
 To be fair he has been fine with me not working but I wish it didn't give him no end of comic relief to see how frustrated I am with it. Who would have thought I would be complaining about not having a job? I guess you always think things are better on the other side until you get there. Ahhh unemployment without pressure like the desert mirage to the thirsty, when you are in a job that sucks it seems like an oasis but all your drinking in the end is handfuls of sand.

Death to the Glisteners

Okay, so I have a lot of time on my hands due to the new location and continued unemployment while I look for the right job. No excuse not to go to the gym. I have been going though not as much as I should. My husband and I found a small gym near our house. It is available to us 24 hours so we have been going rather late at night. Well, it still does not save me from the glisteners. Definition of a glistener- girl who while working out a bit slowly on an elliptical or a treadmill does not even sweat, she just glistens slightly. I just wonder why they are even at the gym taking up space and oxygen. They are usually already thin and in pretty good shape so they don't need to try as hard I guess. She may be talking on her cell phone or with another glistener she has brought with her. Usually you will see them in the meat market gyms at popular times with the purpose of being seen. I do not understand why I have one in my 24 hour gym at 10:00 at night.
Glisteners stay in your allotted time spot and location there is not enough equipment or air conditioning in my small gym for you to take up space and cool air.
I guess I feel especially antagonistic toward the glisteners because I will never be one. I look like I am melting from beginning to end of my workout. I sweat...a lot. I think that if you don't sweat you are not working hard enough and you are just wasting time and occupying space. I know that there are people who work out hard but just don't sweat and I have no problem with them. If you are one of those, which some of my friends are, I do not mean you when I am talking about a glistener.
However, if you have enough energy and breath to carry on a conversation on your cell phone and you are not sweating,  go home you are taking up space come back when you are out of shape and have to suffer like the rest of us!