It also entails conquering probably a very ridiculous fear of a treadmill. I have this awful image in my head of me catapulting like a cartoon figure off the back of this thing. Thankfully I set it for really really slow and it all worked out in the end. I'm trying out a new schedule...one that doesn't involve me caring what I look like first thing in the morning. Seeing as the only people seeing me are also probably brain dead zombies. I'm determined to work out and the treadmill didn't kill me. So, yay for that!
Monday's are just exhausting. Non stop being in the car running around all day it feels like. I should probably write more in the morning when I'm not so dead and can actually think coherently.
I'm going to post a picture and you're probably going to scratch you head and wonder why in the hec you should care about it.....
It's a dry cleaners. Big whoop right? Well yeah big whoop. Big frkn whoop. There's this dog that the last au pair just absolutely ADORED. I mean ADORED. Capital letters and ALL. I on the other hand have very little sympathy for this creature. It eats everything, "jumps" on my leg, steals the girls things, drinks toilet water and today lovingly "marked" it's territory which happened to be my down comforter. *Sigh*
So today I drove around like a nincompoop ( I love that word btw) looking for the dry cleaners. I was almost to the point of tears and feeling like the worlds biggest idiot for not being able to find this place. I drove in circles in the same silly parking lot for what felt like HOURS. OK I'm done complaining. End of story is that I did find it.
Oh...side track...funny story. So to kill time while M is at karate with her mom I take A to the grocery store. It is ginormous and it's a good time killer. So we're at the check out line and the lady says have a good time with your mom. A looks up at her and with the most serious tone of voice goes "she's not my mom she's my OH pair." I had to fight from laughing. The look on the lady's face was priceless. It made my evening.
Well that and being able to see some of my favorite boys tonight. My parents entered the digital age and I was able to Skype with my Papa Bear. I even got to see my Mango baby. (He's a cat for the less informed). For some stupid reason I almost balled seeing my bubby. :(
The other boy in my life, Michael, who is a dear friend of mine also doubles as my guitar teacher. We attempted our first guitar lesson. It had it's kinks and he still manages to make me nervous even 3,000ish miles away. It had an odd feeling to it. Almost as if I should just drive over and turn the computer off. Although being able to hang up if things aren't going well is definitely a boon!
I don't think this whole business has still sunk in. I mean it looks a lot like home just different in the sense that the scenery is snow and mountains and there are no major chains here but it just still feels like the US and I still feel like I can just drive down the street and see my friends. Maybe one day it will sink in.
Well a slightly less busy day tomorrow...har har...
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