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jianantonicIt's 5pm. I've done my day's work, played some bridge, gone to the gym, and even did three loads of laundry. That's enough stuff for a full day, and I get to go to bed now, right? I am in my pj's under the covers...what of it?
I felt mostly decent all day (as decent as this girl ever gets, anyway), and finally dragged myself to the gym around 3:45. As soon as I got there, I developed a massive headache, which is still thriving, even after a good, hard workout. I think the headache is a product of dread. I had some serious anxiety about getting back to a fitness routine, and even though I know I need it and my body is so thankful that I'm not slacking, I very much did not want to work out today. But I did, and I feel good about that. Which is why I am not going to feel bad about getting in bed at 5pm. (I'm not down for the count. I will get up for dinner and I'd even be willing to leave the house if someone invited me to play bridge tonight.)
Someone drank all the Diet Sunkist I'd left behind, so I didn't get to have any with my lunch today. That made me mopey. What's worse is that the can carcasses are left all over the kitchen, taunting me. I'll eventually go to WinCo to restock, but that's not walking distance, and after driving home by myself last night from Eugene, I'm ready to keep the car parked for a while. It's not that traffic is bad or scary here, it's just that the prospect of getting lost freaks me the fuck out. I know I have a GPS, but you'd be amazed at how badly I can still fuck myself up on unfamiliar roads. The drivers here are actually extremely courteous, though. The other day, I was delirious from lack of sleep, and I was driving home from the bridge game when I came to a stop sign. I sat there for probably a good three minutes waiting for it to turn green so I could go. Other drivers backed up behind me, and they all just sat there. No one honked or anything. They just waited patiently, and eventually I figured out I was being an idiot and I got going.
Fred Meyer sushi is surprisingly delicious.
Peace.
I felt mostly decent all day (as decent as this girl ever gets, anyway), and finally dragged myself to the gym around 3:45. As soon as I got there, I developed a massive headache, which is still thriving, even after a good, hard workout. I think the headache is a product of dread. I had some serious anxiety about getting back to a fitness routine, and even though I know I need it and my body is so thankful that I'm not slacking, I very much did not want to work out today. But I did, and I feel good about that. Which is why I am not going to feel bad about getting in bed at 5pm. (I'm not down for the count. I will get up for dinner and I'd even be willing to leave the house if someone invited me to play bridge tonight.)
Someone drank all the Diet Sunkist I'd left behind, so I didn't get to have any with my lunch today. That made me mopey. What's worse is that the can carcasses are left all over the kitchen, taunting me. I'll eventually go to WinCo to restock, but that's not walking distance, and after driving home by myself last night from Eugene, I'm ready to keep the car parked for a while. It's not that traffic is bad or scary here, it's just that the prospect of getting lost freaks me the fuck out. I know I have a GPS, but you'd be amazed at how badly I can still fuck myself up on unfamiliar roads. The drivers here are actually extremely courteous, though. The other day, I was delirious from lack of sleep, and I was driving home from the bridge game when I came to a stop sign. I sat there for probably a good three minutes waiting for it to turn green so I could go. Other drivers backed up behind me, and they all just sat there. No one honked or anything. They just waited patiently, and eventually I figured out I was being an idiot and I got going.
Fred Meyer sushi is surprisingly delicious.
Peace.
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:29 am (UTC)GRRR!!!
GOOB SMASH!!!!!
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:29 am (UTC)