Sad to say, such is not the case. Just busy weekends full of things to do and clean and do and clean. Illness strikes the house again, and I'm desperately trying to avoid more than a cursory bout with whatever this bug is that snagged The Wife.
I had hoped for more writing this weekend, but managed to squeak out just about 300 words. Brain failing. It is too tired to sentence a coherent write.
Work stresses have me whipped and beaten. I'm not the type to thing about work when I'm not at work. The last few days...let's just say that thinking about work when I'm at home is annoying. Plus, there really is nothing I can do about 90% of things unless I am at my desk, which helps with the separation of work and life. I'm hoping this week passes without incident, because I'm really ready to bring a cricket bat to work and sit there eating Cornetto. Just waiting. Hopefully I won't have any red on me.
Moving on. I'm trying to figure out a way to get ahead of the game with posts. I mean, I know how to schedule them, but I don't know what to schedule. Maybe some day I'll figure that one out for more than one or two posts at a time. Then again, maybe not.
I rode the stationary bike every morning last week and went between 4.5 and 5 miles each time. Felt good about it. Even went to a lunchtime class that my work offers with some co-workers. It was a little tough, but nothing I couldn't handle. And then I woke up at 2am Saturday morning wondering what the hell was wrong with my ass cheeks and legs. They didn't hurt at the time, but damn if they haven't been sore muscles all weekend. One co-worker texted me today wondering if I was going to the class tomorrow. Part of me says, "Yeah. It's good for you. Keep going." Another part says, "What, are you out of your fucking mind?" As of writing this, I haven't packed up workout clothes. I'll see in the morning if I feel up for it.
More than you needed to know, I'm sure.
Anyway, I hope you all had great weekends, or at least had a few good drinks to calm your nerves.
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