*blows dust off keyboard
I had two fails today. Two. In one day. That was quite an accomplishment - some people go whole days without one.
The first was actually a gross fail. I've been working out again. And I use the term "again" loosely, since it's still new and I don't technically have enough history to be throwing around the term "again", since it kinda implies that I've established a dedicated workout pattern. I have been doing well, but it's too early in the game to declare dedication. I'm doing the video again - you know, the P90 one. Before you get impressed, let me remind you that this is actually the cheap date version of the real video, P90X.
I've also decided to use my lunch hour to go to the gym and walk. This is huge for me because it's easy for me to get caught up and skip lunch all together. Well, the lunch hour. I still eat, I just do it over my keyboard while I'm working. So I'm trying really hard to actually make a lunch date with myself and get over there. Today, as I was changing into my gym clothes I realized I had no socks. Fail #1. It was either go without socks or don't go. I decided to go. The first 15 minutes were okay but by the end...well, it was just gross. Guess who plans on taking an extra set of socks tomorrow for emergencies?
Then later in the afternoon I got a phone call that went terribly, horribly wrong. Our phone system has caller ID and someone that is employed with the same agency as my husband called our office. Not only did the agency name pop up on the screen, but the prefix was the same so I initially thought the call was coming from him. The person on the other end, however, had a heavy accent and didn't wish to speak with me. I'll spare you the gory details but let's just say that someone is a big practical joker so someone else thought they were being set up. That second someone realized too late that it was in fact, a real call. A real call NOT from her husband. Fail #2.
The good thing about these fails though is that I am guaranteed to have socks for tomorrow and I can be confident that every phone conversation I have this week will be better than the one today. So hooray for me for getting that stuff out of the way.
Hooray also for considerate, thoughtful friends - especially the kind that read my blog and care enough about my little ramblings to provide the opportunity to do something I had never done before. Like shoot a gun. That's right folks, not only did I hold a gun, I actually shot it. A few times. And a few of those times I think I may have actually managed to not shut my eyes when I pulled the trigger.
And if that weren't exciting enough, I also got this:
So thank you Rob and Nicole for the experience, the great conversation and the chocolate. Because really, what more could a girl want?
I had two fails today. Two. In one day. That was quite an accomplishment - some people go whole days without one.
The first was actually a gross fail. I've been working out again. And I use the term "again" loosely, since it's still new and I don't technically have enough history to be throwing around the term "again", since it kinda implies that I've established a dedicated workout pattern. I have been doing well, but it's too early in the game to declare dedication. I'm doing the video again - you know, the P90 one. Before you get impressed, let me remind you that this is actually the cheap date version of the real video, P90X.
I've also decided to use my lunch hour to go to the gym and walk. This is huge for me because it's easy for me to get caught up and skip lunch all together. Well, the lunch hour. I still eat, I just do it over my keyboard while I'm working. So I'm trying really hard to actually make a lunch date with myself and get over there. Today, as I was changing into my gym clothes I realized I had no socks. Fail #1. It was either go without socks or don't go. I decided to go. The first 15 minutes were okay but by the end...well, it was just gross. Guess who plans on taking an extra set of socks tomorrow for emergencies?
Then later in the afternoon I got a phone call that went terribly, horribly wrong. Our phone system has caller ID and someone that is employed with the same agency as my husband called our office. Not only did the agency name pop up on the screen, but the prefix was the same so I initially thought the call was coming from him. The person on the other end, however, had a heavy accent and didn't wish to speak with me. I'll spare you the gory details but let's just say that someone is a big practical joker so someone else thought they were being set up. That second someone realized too late that it was in fact, a real call. A real call NOT from her husband. Fail #2.
The good thing about these fails though is that I am guaranteed to have socks for tomorrow and I can be confident that every phone conversation I have this week will be better than the one today. So hooray for me for getting that stuff out of the way.
Hooray also for considerate, thoughtful friends - especially the kind that read my blog and care enough about my little ramblings to provide the opportunity to do something I had never done before. Like shoot a gun. That's right folks, not only did I hold a gun, I actually shot it. A few times. And a few of those times I think I may have actually managed to not shut my eyes when I pulled the trigger.
And if that weren't exciting enough, I also got this:
So thank you Rob and Nicole for the experience, the great conversation and the chocolate. Because really, what more could a girl want?
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