Here is a picture of a parking meter and a drainage pipe up against the Bluebird cafe/diner/whatevethehellit'scalled.Ah, hell, kids. Is this week almost over yet? Didn't I call it yesterday? Remember when I said my head might explode? Well, I think it did a little, but on the inside. Where no one can really tell...From a distance anyway.
There was all this schedule finagling that was supposed to happen. My ex was going to the soccer game at the school outside of Cedar Rapids to pick-up Coadster to get her back in time for her jazz choir concert thingy because I don't get home from work until 5. Then I was going to take it from there. It was going to be kind of nice, because I would have time to get a run in before the other running. Then right before I was ready, I got a call from the ex to say that his car had broken down somewhere in North Liberty and I would have to pick up Coadster.
So, I went and as you all well know, I have no sense of direction. I took one little wrong turn and then figured it out. Meanwhile, Coadster was trying to figure out what was going on, and called her dad, who's cell phone ran out of minutes so he couldn't answer, and me, who was driving on the interstate and couldn't hear the phone I probably wouldn't answer anyway while I was driving. Coadster started to spaz that maybe I was hurt or in an accident. When I finally made it to the school, which is much more like some weird compound of several grade, middle and high schools, Coadster was crying. I calmed her down and we figured out where the hell she was and where the hell I was and we finally got it right. Whew!
Needless to say, I am beat like a rug, and not at all at the top of my game, so I won't be cutting anyone with my sharp wit at any point in this post...Then I guess it's like every other post I write.
The good thing is that I gave myself a another half day tomorrow. I will have FOUR WHOLE HOURS to myself tomorrow. Yes, that needed to be all in caps. That's how much of a big deal it is to me. The difference between this week and last week, is that this week I have no plans whatsoever. I am up for anything, and then again nothing. The only thing I'm planning for is my six mile run tomorrow. It's supposed to be 70 degrees and I really need to experience the meditative benefits of running. I can't wait to have at least an hour with me and my iPod and the sidewalk and not being asked one single question that entire time. How lovely!
What kind of loveliness will you be experiencing this weekend?
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I don't have to work this weekend, my coworker and I switched Saturdays. So I'll have TWO WHOLE DAYS without having to think about work. I'm anxious for some movies to come out already like the Star Trek movie and X-Men Origins. I need an afternoon of a very large movie screen, greasy popcorn and a tank of pop.
ive started having nate take one or both boys to a place where i am not for just a bit of time--every day if he can. it is so nice to have time alone! before i was married to super clingy nate & had his super clingy children, i was the kind of person who liked spending long hours alone. now i can't take a shower or go to the bathroom without at least one child (nate included)invading. so i celebrate your four hours alone! yay for you!
You should go do your photo taking of Amish souls...
I will do something outside, despite the fact that I have to volunteer tomrorow am inside. OH, Watching Killer Clowns fromOuter Space tonight with a bunch of friends. Wish me luck (I made two pies for the occasion too)
Did you end up in Solon?
The best laid plans . . . . .
We are headed to Des Moines for a soccer tournament. I'm looking forward to the change of scenery, even if it is just a boring hotel room and a soccer complex.
Have a great weekend!
I hate when there are last minute changes in child arrangements...happens all the time though around here though.
I hope you definitely get some rest and running time in this weekend. Have a great one.
And what also happens around here is I through in an extra "though" whenever I can. Um-hm.
Found you via Manuel... 4 hours to yourself does need to be in all caps. Enjoy yourself, your running shoes, and your iPod. Sounds like you more than deserve this.
Churlita,
Whew!!
I need to schedule my time better.
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Oh I hope your four hours did the trick with recharging your battery! Life loves to toss those curve balls.
Glad it worked out in the end, but poor Coadster! Give her an extra hug for me.
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