It's not that I haven't thought about it, I have.
Today for instance, I thought about it while I put two and a half hours of frustration into an online continuing education course that I need for a recertification. I thought I would rather be writing a blog instead of listening to the five videos for the second, no third, time trying to figure out the answers to the test filled with "trick" questions. Trick questions are not a good educational tool - just sayin'. And I still haven't passed the flipping test and have four more short courses to take. I may be bald by the time I'm done from pulling my hair out.
I also thought about it while I did my workout which included accomplishing a 600 rep HIIT challenge. That's right, 600 reps. Ten exercises, 30 reps of each, twice through = 600. BOOM!
Then while I was busting my ass at work, I thought about it again.
And again when, after work, I took my son to pick up his tux rental for the homecoming dance this weekend.
I thought about posting about my four and a half hours EACH WAY driving my son to tour a college. Little sh*t fell asleep after 30 minutes - both ways! He's a lot of fun on a road trip...
Or about the day trip Hubs and I took to celebrate our anniversary last weekend - I may still do that, so I won't say more.
I also thought about posting about the buy one, get one free Mexican Pumpkin candles at Cost Plus World Market that are making my house smell amazing, but that sale is over now. Or the coughing fit I had while buying the candles that left me hacking up a lung, making my eyes and nose run with not a tissue to be found. I WAS that person you see/hear in public that completely grosses you out. It was
How about how my son's girlfriend was less than happy when he got his first college acceptance letter? Why, you ask? Because it was for a college in another state, not the college she wants to go to and wants him to attend, as well. I was ecstatic, by the way. Biting your tongue hurts, you know?
Or, about the debates, but, uh, no. Not going there.
We've got the homecoming game tomorrow, which Hubs is driving his classic car (convertible ride for one of the "princesses") at half time. Only it's supposed to pour down rain.
Mountains of laundry need to be put away, and I STILL have nothing to wear! I tried to go shopping, but I can't find anything. I'm sad to say that I don't think I know where to shop anymore. Got any suggestions? Where does a 45 year old shop for things that don't make her look frumpy, but don't look like her teenage daughter's clothes?
But I ate dinner at 8:20pm - that was an hour ago, I still have the day's makeup all over my face, a CE course article to read, and I have to be up for an early start at work tomorrow. So, um, no news here - the world just keeps going 'round.