It’s been a while since I’ve been to the gym, but I somehow managed to squeeze myself into my yoga pants and hit Planet Fitness this morning. I’d planned to use the treadmill time to catch up on a sermon podcast, but alas the old I-phone that JD gave me to use as an Ipod, looks exactly like the old I-phone that JD gave Moon and instead of being enlightened by Louie Giglio, I had a phone with 2384 games. The good news is that if you own Apple stock you can probably retire now.
Then I came home and worked, worked, worked which is so boring that I want to scream. I don’t mean my work in particular, but work in general, which is obviously different.
I picked Moon up from school and we headed to the horse barn for her riding lesson. It was uneventful except for the part where I went to the bathroom, looked up at the ceiling, and something attacked my head. I screamed and started hitting myself only to find that it was my sunglasses sliding off the back of my head and onto my shoulders. Well, that was a relief.
We stopped at WalMart on the way home for some veggies, and tennis balls, construction paper and dirt because I wanted to walk all 7000 square feet of the store, then came home for Subway sandwiches on the couch.
The worst part of the day? Just now when I realized these were the HIGHLIGHTS of my day.