When I planned out this week, I had planned on going to the gym tonight after my last TP class. When I left the house this morning I was a bit undecided as to whether I was going to the gym or not. I really needed to go to the gym, but I also knew if I came straight home after class I would have an hour or so to myself because the munchkin had a CubScout meeting. Of course when I left the house I totally forgot my gym bag. I still thought I would maybe just stop by the house, change and go on to the gym.
I got to work, in a great mood, did a little organizing, and got a few files closed and then 20 minutes before I was set to leave the office to go to my pizza party a/k/a my last TP class I received an email from the munchkin's teacher. My little 7 year-old angel got his ass suspended for tomorrow. :( I do not know all of the details at this moment other than this is the 3rd conduct report for fighting/pushing on the playground and according to their rules he must serve a one day suspension. I was very upset when I received the email. I scrambled to find someone to watch him tomorrow. I started running through scenarios of how I was going to punish him for this. Then I went to my pizza party, got wonderful comments from my fellow classmates and Prof. Arrogance. I really sort of put it out of my mind during those few hours.
By the time I was ready to leave school I knew I had to run to Walgreen's and then fix dinner. The idea of going to the gym was totally off the table in my head. After I fixed dinner, waiting for the munchkin to come home from his meeting, my head and body are telling me...I'm exhausted and I need a break and I was no longer nearly upset as I was several hours earlier...
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