I'm not in great shape. This is usually difficult for people to understand because I'm thin. Not skinny, mind you, just thin. It's all in my genes. My muscles hurt fairly regularly because I'm not in great shape. Last Thursday, I decided I needed to get this whole exercise thing on the go. I did a session of Belly Dance and about a half hour of pilates. With that being said, I was in terrible pain the whole weekend at my sister's wedding event.
On Sunday morning, the day after the wedding, I woke up feeling especially ill. At one point I asked my mom if I actually smelled of alcohol because that's all I could smell. As it turned out, I did not but that sure didn't help the smell go away. Everything takes longer when you feel like that. It doesn't help if you have more to do either. Hunter had stayed with his other Grandma just because there was to be too much of a demand on everyone else if he came with us asI was in the wedding party. So on our way home from Golden, we had to meet Grandma halfway (thankfully it was halfway) between our house and hers which added on an additional two hours to our trip (could have been four).
By the time we got home, the kids were pretty desperate to get out of the car and I was in dire need of sleep. I managed to get everyone down at a semi-reasonable time and managed to sleep. I woke up on Monday still fuzzy, but definitely better. I tidied up the kitchen, made coffee, and headed to my spot to turn on the computer. Something nudged at the back of my mind then. Something, what was it? It was 8:52 am. CRAP I have to work at 10:00!!
I scrambled into the house, started waking up kids, called Nanas to remind them about the impending drop-off and hopped into the shower. I grabbed bags of cereal and tried to ensure they were all dressed (Ethan forgot shoes - who forgets shoes???) I dropped them off without taking a moment to say hi and called my contact - I was going to be at least ten minutes late. Turns out that was no problem, I only had to be there for 10:30. Fine, at least she wasn't upset and now I didn't have to worry about the whole speeding thing.
I arrived, I presented, I kicked ass. I'm old hat. The contact and I talked about the August date and I left. It's a secure building and it was lunch time. I got to my car and fiddled for my sunglasses. Nope. I called the contact back but they were on lunch and I needed them to actually come down to get me. I wasn't about to sit in my car for the next hour and wait for them to get the message so I said I would pick them up in August. Yay. Then I pulled out and realized I didn't have my coffee either. Nice. It's my U of C mug too. I look forward to having that again in August.
I headed back to Nanas house and my Aunt and Uncle were just having lunch before they headed further east. I tried to have a conversation with them but Mom was on the hunt for one of Hunter's shoes. He wore mismatched ones anyway because we couldn't find one of either pair before we left the house. Now he'd lost another. I guess. Geoff just bought him a new pair as well, which we couldn't find at all. When we looked later though, I could only find one. WHO DOES THAT?! He has like eight pairs of shoes and I can't find ONE match??? GAH!
I had to get the kids out of the house because they were grumpy from being woken up and could have used a nap. Not that they had a nap. They played outside, there was some bike-riding and a park trip. Although Hunter couldn't make the park trip as this was when we discovered that we could only find one shoe out of his newest pair. We went to sleep and woke up. Well, I did anyway. The kids are still having some difficulty with the morning thing.
On the up side, Geoff just informed me that he won a framed Lanny McDonald single and 1989 group photo of the Calgary Flames Stanley Cup win in a silent auction. Great. Cannot wait to tell him that Hunter also needs more shoes.
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