Today has been a Monday, that’s for sure.
Which is funny, since I have Mondays off. They are really like my Saturday, so I should have no excuse for having a sincere case of the Mondays, but today, I do.
It started off well. I woke up (at 7:30) to my mom asking me what my plans were for the day. I said, “to enjoy my last day of being 30.” To which Alissa replied, “mommy, why are you gonna be dirty?” Which was pretty darn funny.
Then I went for a run. I managed 1/2 a mile before I had to cop a squat behind a pine tree before I peed all over myself. Then I hit yoga and Pilates after that. Three straight hours of exercise really pumped me up.
Then I got a call from my dad. He needed my help. Which I was glad to do, but it stressed me out and exhausted me, all in the 90 minutes I spent.
When I picked my darling daughter up from school today, there was a note from the teacher. Not a good one. She had a bad day. Really bad. I have an appointment to talk with her tomorrow. That put me in a pretty foul mood. Oh the joys of parenthood…so even though I have a ton of stuff to work on tonight, I really just want to curl up on the couch, watch TV, and go to bed early.
So I’m refreshed for a big day of turning 31 tomorrow.