A Day in my Life – Wednesday Edition

Thanks to Kerry I am participating in the A Day in the Life!  You can read all about it by clicking on the link.

The alarm went off at 3:00 am this morning.  Two snooze buttons later I was up and brushing my teeth and jumping in the shower.  3:35 I was out the door.  My friend Melissa has been staying with me for a week and a half and I had to get her to the airport this morning and we were both pleasantly surprised at how little traffic is out that early in the morning!  I made it to the airport in record time.

I got back home and seriously considered going into work early.  I mean way early.  Imagine how much I could get accomplished!

Then I heard my bed calling my name in a loving tone, like a siren calling Homer to the craggy beach shore.

The bed won.

A couple hours later I crawled out of bed, again.  I made a cup of coffee and checked on Mr. T, who assured me he was eventually getting up before I settled down to work.   An hour later we said our “good-bye, I love you, have a great days” to each other and I debated a second cup of coffee.  The fact that it is Day 2 of Week 4 of C25k had me switching back to water.  All I could picture was the caffeine getting me going and then doing my training and my heart literally exploding.  With that image in mind, water was an easy choice.

Alas, an hour later I was on the torture machine, ear buds in and music blaring.

31-1/2 minutes later I was dying.  I almost curled up in a ball on the bed sobbing; however, I didn’t want to get the bed wet with salt water – because between the sweat and the tears, well… it wasn’t pretty.  I sat and sent a text to a friend “I’m going to have to redo week 4, Today was awful.  I can’t jog.  I can either breathe OR hold in my abs, but apparently I can’t do both.  I only made it 4.5 miles and had to walk 3 of the last 5 minutes.”

His response:  “yeah sounds good.  Keep it up.”

Dude, could it be more obvious that you didn’t read my text? Let me go ahead and tell you, the answer is ‘no’, it could not be any more obvious that you didn’t read my text.

Fast forward through oatmeal, emails, quick scan of the blogosphere and some technical writing.

Then I bit the bullet and called my boss.  We had a long talk as he had mouthed off to me in an email the night before, one of those quick, catty and aimed to hurt remarks.  I in turn felt smoke coming out of my ears when I read it and took time in answering the email.  I addressed the other questions first, and then let him know that I found his remark rude, hurtful and completely inaccurate, and then listed a prime example disputing his comment in the original email.  We cleared the air – and as long as I had him talking, we discussed the mess of his that I spent most of Monday cleaning up.  By the end of that conversation stream he was back on the same page as me and sadly, we were exactly where we were 6 months ago.

An hour and 20 minutes later I was able to hang up.  During that call we did resolve several items, I sent multiple emails and got the dishwasher half way unloaded!  I chained myself to my computer and sat down to work on a project until 2:00 pm when I had to take a break.  I had to run a box and a watch up to T at school (I have no idea… he sent a text asking for the items and sometimes, it’s just better not to ask!) and as long as I was getting out I figured I’d swing by my neighborhood 7-Eleven and grab a slice of pizza.  It wasn’t until I was walking into T’s school, and I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflection of the glass doors, that I realized I was still in my workout pants.  Yoga capri pants.  Yup… that’s what I walked out of the house wearing.  All I could think was how happy I was Stacy and Clinton had retired and there wasn’t a chance of secret footage being filmed for “What Not To Wear”.

Back home and back to work at 3 pm.  I need to focus for one more hour, but I can’t, all I can think about is how far behind I am at work, and more importantly – for my annual Halloween party this weekend!!  I don’t have my menu finalized, and without that I can’t put together my shopping list – and I need to go shopping.  I need to prep, I need to clean so I can get all of my supplies out and make sure I’m not missing anything – and I NEED A PINATA!!!  I don’t have time to go get a pinata!!

Do you know how hard it is to do technical writing when all I can think about is my pinata? Oh – and the fact that I forgot to get anything out for supper.  I’m praying that God performs a fishes and loaves miracle in my fridge and when I open it I will have plenty of food to feed me and T dinner.

Well – I’m at my word count – so here is where I leave you!  I promise I’ll get more work done (doubtful) and the rest of the dishes unloaded (doable).  Mr. T and I will have supper (as long as a miracle happens) and we will do homework, play on our phones and hopefully watch the episode of Supernatural we missed last night!

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That’s a day in my life!  Thanks Kerry!

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A Day in My Life, Monday Edition

Thanks to Kerry I am participating in the A Day in the Life!  You can read all about it by clicking on the link.

Now, Kerry told me we can do this however we want… so I’m just going to dive right in!

In my head, I have an easy life.  I will get up in the morning, shower and make the long commute to work.  I’ll work for the day and then have a lovely, hot and healthy dinner waiting on my son when he gets home.  We’ll sit down and discuss our day and then watch some quality TV before retiring to bed.

Yeah, right.

Today is Monday.  I hit the snooze twice and ended up crawling out of bed at 6:30 and stumbled into the shower.  I threw on my exercise clothes and headed to the kitchen and brewed a cup of coffee, standing there impatiently as the aroma fills the air around me.  A quick sip, burned tongue and long commute later I sat down at the couch and booted up my laptop.  Yes, I’m working from the living room.  I have a guest staying with me for two weeks, haven’t seen her in like 18 years, and I figured it was better than hiding in my office (which, don’t get me wrong, when she said she was coming for 2 weeks, I seriously considered!!)

An hour later I said good-bye to Mr. T as he left to catch the bus.  Is it wrong that it still pains me some mornings to see him walk out the door?

An episode of Supernatural later and I’m at a stopping point at work and shut down to go work out.  I’m doing the Couch to 5k program, training to run a 5k next year.  Well, I started it in order to mix up my workout because I’ve hit a plateau, and well, the torture machine is boring on it’s own.  So, three days a week I jog on my elliptical.  Some times I can actually hear my music over my panting and gasping for air.  Today I started a new week, which is a longer jog time.  By the end of the 31 minutes I was wondering if I’d ever be able to breathe, much less walk, but I hopped off the torture machine.  Well, hopped may be putting a spin on it, I really just kinda slid off and onto my exercise mat, where I proceeded to drip sweat until the solid purple mat was polka dotted.  I did my stretches.  Towards the end of my stretch time my boss called – and since I had my ear buds in, I went ahead and answered.  He wanted to discuss an email I had sent.  Yeah, not happening.

Mixed my spinach, greek yogurt, frozen fruit smoothie and sat down and went back to work.  For hours – time seemed to stand still.  Then it was almost noon, so I fixed a bowl of oatmeal and looked around to see how my guest was faring.  She was okay.  She’d been sitting next to me for hours, playing on her phone, applying for jobs and watching the Kardashians.  Is that how you spell it?  All I know is that even though I wasn’t watching it, just the fact that it was on in the back ground had my IQ dropping every hour.

Yay! It’s one o’clock!  Time for “lunch break”.  Crap, have to answer that email.

Yay! It’s one thirty o’clock!  I close email and opened Word Press, then Facebook, then Pinterest!  It was awesome!  Of course, it never lasts long enough, I had to get up and vacuum the house.  Cause it’s Monday.  My chores are broken up into small daily task which are normally accomplished at lunch, or when I’m on a long phone call, or when work is driving me nuts and I just need a break.  Anyway, I vacuumed.

Sadly, it was back to work.  Next thing I know, it was 4:25 and I was muttering “oh no, oh no, oh no” and my friend was like “what’s wrong?”

I wailed “I forgot to get dinner in the oven!!”  This time I really did hop up, ran to the kitchen, got the enchilada casserole that I had made as part of my freezer meals and had out defrosting transferred into the correct pan and threw it in the oven before I rushed back to finish work.  I get off work at 4:00 pm, I don’t like working past that!  Especially since I was working to clean up a mess that someone else made because they didn’t do it like I TOLD THEM TO!  That’s a totally different blog post.

At 4:45 the doorbell rang… I’d forgotten to unlock the door for Mr. T.  Apparently I’m on a roll today.  My friend bounced up to let him in as I was on the phone with my boss, which worked out as he heard the doorbell, noticed the time and let me go!

It’s now 5:10 and I’m plating our dinner, I nuked some mixed veggies and opened a can of mixed fruit to go with the casserole and we sat down and enjoyed a nice dinner.  It was fun.  My friend and Mr. T were exchanging jokes, the lamer the better.

Then, all of the sudden, it was 6:00 pm and I realized I’d forgotten to do my blog post!  I can’t let you guys down – even though you didn’t know I was doing this – I still didn’t want to disappoint!

And, now it’s now.  🙂  Welcome to a day in my life!

I sure hope the code works below and you get the pretty picture, if not – someone tell me what I did wrong!

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