I mean, I got 5 hours of sleep last night … and nearly 3 the night before. And I’ve been on antibiotics for a cool five days so my body’s pretty used to it and the “issue” is pretty much gone … I didn’t run much last week with a stomach thing (see “issue” above) and this week I’ve already clocked about 65 hours at work and it’s mid-day on Friday … so I’m not sure WHY I felt like total crappola when I ducked out of the hotel for a short run. Craziness.
Oh well, thankfully I was reassured that my “jog” was lame by the nice woman in the hotel lobby on my return in the doors about 20 minutes after I’d left when she kindly jabbed, “That was quick.” Yeah lady, I know. Hopefully she saw me doze off in the business center for about 25 minutes. Nope, I’m not homeless, just tired, waiting for my ride to the airport and past the late checkout deadline!
My boss said that Mercury is in retrograde so perhaps that’s the problem. Odds that I’ll snore in the backseat of my boss’ rental car on the 2 hour ride to the airport? Pretty good, I’d say!
And true fact … a gigantic chicken quesadilla won’t fix a sore throat and such extreme hunger that nausea has set in. It felt promising when I ordered it but I was wrong. Oh well, it was only $13.
What I need right now, besides a sweater because the A/C where I’m at is going bananas despite the chilly temperatures outside, is to talk ridiculous life moments with one of my sisters. And of course, to start rearranging my weekend now that I likely won’t be knocking out a 20-miler tomorrow.
On the docket so far: laundry that hasn’t been folded ALL week, a birthday party which we have not yet RSVP’d to despite getting called by the kid’s mom to make sure we’d received the evite (yeah lady, my week’s been a total biatch!) and then it’s time to figure out how the heck to turn my sweet little boys into The Hulk, Legolas, and either a ninja (that’s different from the ninja costume my son wears about every other day) or a “Minecraft character” (which I have no freaking idea how to create without cardboard boxes and lots of my own frustrated tears).