Today, I woke up, went to the bathroom and ended up killing a centipede with my hands, because when you see a centipede scuttling across the floor the options are A: Allow the centipede to continue in life in your house or B: Kill the centipede.
Option A is not an option. Obviously.
I didn’t feel like this was the best portent for the day, but my hair was being a team player to a certain point. So I had that going for me.
Today, work was one of those hamster wheel days where you keep going-going-going until you simply cannot any longer. Meetings here, meetings there, meetings-meetings everywhere. I actually enjoy busy days because the stress energizes me (also probably one of the reasons I really enjoyed being a lifeguard at a summer camp), but that doesn’t mean that they’re a walk in the park.
But after a double-my-average-commute-home, I was mostly just antsy with energy to burn. Which lead to my decision to declare today a Hill Training Day at the beginning of my run. That felt like a supreme accomplishment until I was hauling my tail up the hill for the fifth time and I felt completely cooked. This was really not a surprise at all.
No worry. I stepped in the door, just as Marcus was arriving home so that we could start in on dinner together. Never have I been so thankful that I started marinating my chicken the night before.
We ate, cleared the table and then, hand to God I declared I was going to bake a cake. You know, out of chaos…more chaos.
I’m sure at this point in our tale, some of you may be considering whether or not I should be committed. Like, Kat, was that really necessary?
Answer: probably not. But it took all of 15 minutes to whip together and the final product is gorgeous. The delayed gratification of bringing it to dinner tomorrow night and surprising all involved far surpasses any amount of effort I could have thrown into it.
Cake in the oven, scotch in my glass, I cracked open my notes to study for the SPHR exam. I’ve finally managed to read through my entire book (Dear God) and this is a week I’ve dedicated to total review so that I can take a practice test and figure out what needs…More Studying. I’m pretty sure the answer to that question is Everything, but soon we’ll know for sure.
Which brings us to me closing my notebook, opening a book I have been reading for fun and starting this blog post. Once I hit publish? It will be time to wilt the spinach I want to eat for breakfast tomorrow morning. This is just how it has to be.
It’s safe to say that when sleep comes (which is probably an occurrence that will take place in the next half hour or so), I will be O-U-T, out.