Like most of you, I go 100 mph most days of the week. Between boot camp, running, work, shuttling, shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc. it seems that my switch is turned on more than it’s turned off.
I guess that’s why every now and then I take a day off. I wish it were more often that “sporadically” but again, I’ve got a lot of stuff on my to do list that just doesn’t conform itself to a nice 24 hour day, 7 day a week daily planner.
This week was a bit more hectic than most because it was the weekend of my daughter’s 10th birthday party/sleepover. There were party favors to buy, decorations to put up, the house to clean, last minute details that kept us on the go until 4pm with just a mere 30 minutes to sit before party central began at my house. Wish I could tell you it was a calm, quiet and orderly party but I’d be lying through my teeth!
The staff at California Pizza Kitchen will never wish to see our shiny faces anytime soon, the gal who so kindly doled out chocolate samples at Sees prefers we move, the crowd at Silbermans probably are still suffering from slight hearing loss after we plowed through for dessert and my neighbors were this close to calling the police for a noise violation. All in all, it was a great party.
After the last party guest had been handed over to a parent on Sunday morning, I promptly took a shower, did my hair and slapped on some makeup. I walked into my room, lay down on my bed and quickly nodded off for a 90 minute nap. I was drowsy and sluggish all day. My body had worked hard all week and it just refused to do anything but reach for the remote and some kettle corn.
I had some flashes of guilt as my husband puttered around the house doing some guy stuff and my kids got a little squirrelly in the house. But to be honest, I didn’t care. I was tired and I was going to enjoy not having to run an errand, shop or cook. I turned out the lights at 9pm and the whole family went to bed. It was divine!
Now go run!