So it turns out I'm turning back into a posting slacker. Somehow, even though I'm only at work for about 25 hours a week I don't feel any less-busy. I don't even have that many commitments floating around to eat my time. I think I might feel so busy though because of the sheer number of things we cram into each week. For instance, this is how my week went last week:
Monday: Rode my bike to work since Spencer left the house at 6am. I woke up around then, didn't start getting ready soon enough, and it was either wait for the late bus or hit the streets peddling. I chose the later. Then I worked till about 2, got the keys from Spencer, drove home, tore the house apart looking for a missing book, and went to the post office. Then I started to head to the yarn store, but was forced to stop and turn around because Spencer texted me that he was done. He wasn't. I proceeded to wait in the car for him. Then, when he was finally done we got about 2 blocks from the hospital only for him to get paged to go back in again. So I dropped him off, then headed over to the gym and spent an hour playing basketball with a bunch of guys from work. Then it was back to the hospital to wait for him to be done (took about an hour), then home for dinner and TV watching, and nursing my aching body.
Tuesday: Rode to work with Spencer and got there around 7am. Took the keys from him and said hi to my bike, which was still sitting at the bike rack next to my office at work. Worked until about 2, then decided to head to the yarn shop again. Got almost halfway there after stopping for a Slurpee. Spencer called, so I had to turn around a pick him up and drop him off at home. Got another book ready to mail, went to the post office, then went back to the yarn shop. Knitted there for a couple hours, then headed back home for dinner, exercise bike, and more TV watching.
Wednesday: Went to work at 7am. Worked until about 1:30. Drove an hour to get my hair cut by an old friend. Spent about 2.5 hours in the chair catching up and just generally having a great time. Drove back from Orange county in rush hour traffic (1.5 hours of my life that I will never get back). Went to a friend's for dinner at 7pm. Hung out until 9pm when it was time to pick up Spencer. Went home and crashed.
Thursday: Went to work at 7am. Again. Worked until about 1:30, then took the bus home. Took a 2 hour nap on the couch. Went to book club with a friend. Stayed out until about midnight because that's what girls do when they finally get a night to themselves.
Friday: Went to work at 7am again, which was annoying because I don't typically work on Fridays. Worked until about 12 when the once a month meeting ended. Went home and cleaned up around the house a little. Picked up Spencer and we went to dinner. Then we went over to a friend's house for games and stayed until about 11pm.
Saturday: Took Spencer to work around 9am (woohooo! he got to sleep in!), worked on my knitting, cleaned up around the house, picked him up around 12:30. Went to a knitting class from about 2-6pm. Came home and made dinner, watched a movie, and worked on my lesson for sharing time.
Sunday: Took Spencer to work around 9am. Came home and got ready for church. Went to church at 11am. Sat with a friend who has 2 young children and helped her wrangle them since her husband is also a resident and was at work. Went to primary. Wrangled more children, taught sharing time, and held a friend's baby while she did singing time. He was rather tired and grumpy. Went home, did the dishes, made some lunch, ate lunch, then got a call from Spencer. Went out to run some food over to him and his friends at work. Went to a baptism. Had to play the piano and speak as the primary representative. Came home. Ate dinner (a peanut butter and jelly sandwich) and talked to a friend on the phone for a while. Picked up Spencer around 9pm. Crashed and went to bed.
And there you have the story of why I don't really blog anymore...
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