This last week was rather uneventful, turned in more job applications, sat around, played some videogames. I'm not sure which is worse, working full time with no breaks and slowly getting worn out or doing nothing and feeling your brain turn to mush. I wouldn't be so completely unreasonably bored if I felt I was allowed to do anything in this house. As it is, its like living in a prison, whenever I start something I'm reprimanded about it and so it kills my drive to do it at all. About the only eventful part of the week was Thursday when my Grandmother stopped by. She brought pumpkins for the kids to carve, Baby Grr while Bubbaloo was at school and he after he returned. It's so funny how different children's temperment can be. Baby Grr stuck her hands right in, swirled the seeds around and let the mush squish between her fingers. Bubbaloo didn't even want to touch the stuff and had her pull out the insides for him instead. However, this means that if I want to do a pumpkin this year, I need to go to the store all on my own to get one. I'm not sure I care that much though.
Friday was about as uneventful as the rest of the week. I put off working out because I was physically really tired. I couldn't be arsed. I probably shouldn't have but I could barely manage getting up from the chair most of the evening, working out would have just racked me.
Saturday I went into Costco, because I live there, heh. Brewski had been asked to dress up in a costume because he was handing out candy, trying to sell bags of it for Halloween and the kids really wanted to see him doing it. He wore my Poppi's Three Musketeer outfit, they even gave him a name tag that said Dartanian, though it's really D'Artagnan. Thought it was pretty nifty but that's probably because I'm a sappy pants at heart. I got to have a nice long chat with The British Man, I miss him terribly. It may be weird that I have such affection for CSI's boyfriend but there is something so very familiar about him and his brother. As if I have known them my whole life, we could have been raised in the same town. I hope they stay together a long time. I love seeing them together, its gooey and makes me want to throw up, which is a good thing, truly. I was going to work out that evening but I fell asleep, on the couch, at 20:00. The kids weren't even in bed yet. I haven't gone to bed so early in the a long time but the most amazing part was I slept until 8 the next morning.
Sunday I was supposed to work on the kids Halloween costumes but I failed to do so. I found that the needle to my sewing machine had broken and I didn't know where any of my other ones were. So it was off to a trip to the fabric store. I was in a pretty foul temper the whole day. I'm not entirely sure why, just didn't feel happy. I hate having days like that, everything tends to set you off, even if it isn't something important or noteworthy, I was snappy with everyone including myself. I did however get to chat with my sister, I miss her like crazy and she spent most of the time laughing at the goofy things the kids kept doing. I was going to work out that evening too but I felt physically ill and the thought of doing sit ups and push ups when I really felt so terrible made me feel even worse. I was however looking forward to running in the rain, even though that never happened.
This morning my alarm went off but I didn't hear it, I woke late and so Bubbaloo woke late, he was running around trying to get ready for school. We made it out the door and right as we did the bus pulled around the corner. I grabbed his hand and we started running down the street. The bus driver very kindly said he would wait for us but it wouldn't have been fair to make all the kids sit there and wait while we leisurely strolled to the end of the block. We kept running and we made it before a single kid even got on the steps. Not that this is some amazing event but I ran all the way there, full speed and then all the way back to the house full speed. I've been beating myself up all weekend over my laziness about not working out and yet that sprint there and back rejuvenated a good deal of my pride over how far I have come in so little time. It's amazing how it's the small things that make you want to push yourself even more. Let's just hope that my laziness and lack of sleep doesn't overcome me.
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Too late... laziness abounds. I'm sort of out of things to do because everything brings down the wrath of god so I have been watching some Korean dramas: Personal preferences, Boys Over Flowers, Playful Kiss, My Lovely Sam Soon. I got to chat with The British Man yet again today, which is always total win. While we were talking, I told him about the dramas and we thought it would be fun to try to get everyone together once a week or so to sit down, all over the world, connected through the interwebs and watch one. Oh man, funtimes. I hope it can be managed, it will be like old times with zombie killing/rockband night and a rather perfect way to stay connected. I miss them so much. Anyways time to go work on the boxes and the costumes, then dinner and some exercising.
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