It’s Wednesday? It cannot only be Wednesday. You don’t feel this rough on a Wednesday. You feel this rough on a Friday. After closing the bar on a Thursday night bender, followed by eating an entire box of macaroni and cheese while watching Grey’s Anatomy on your DVR even though you should just stumble straight to bed.
I am dragging.
Here’s how I know that I’m dragging: every morning, I make a cup of tea in my favorite travel mugs. I make one a bit warmer than the other, as one cup is to drink on my way to work and the other is to have once I’m at my desk and settled in.
This morning, I heated up the water. I put it in my mugs. I splashed in a tiny bit of skim milk and sprinkle of sugar.
And did not realize, until I took a sip on my way to work, that I neglected to include a tea bag.
Hot water with trace amounts of milk and sugar. Yum.
Side note: these travel mugs are from Starbucks and they are the absolute best. I’ve had them for years. (I bet you can’t tell!) They don’t leak. They’ve lived through some horrific falls. And on days that start off really busy, I might not get to my second mug of tea until practically noon and the tea is still hot. Three cheers for effective insulation!
Another side note: the wooden zebra and panther live on my desk and they wanted to stay hi. Meg and I bought them at a flea market in South Africa. They make me happy.
I’m not entirely shocked that this week is kicking my ass in such a dominating way. I’m a little shocked that it resulted in a failed attempt at tea but, yeah. It happens, I suppose.
I know what I want to accomplish this week and if I don’t assign certain tasks to certain days, I’m going to try to get it all done in one day and fail miserably. So I threw together a list of things I wanted/needed to accomplish on Tuesday morning and, well, I just keep on dragging until I hit the weekend.
The major reason that I am dragging isn’t a busy week (honestly, it’s not that bad) – it is that I worked both Saturday and Sunday this weekend; my only day off in the last 10 days was Friday. And It wasn’t exactly a day off.
Here is what I did: got up at 5:40 am, drove Liz to the airport. (She’s in China for work.) Went back to our house for a shower. Drove to Mom and Dad’s house, where I met Meg. Took Meg to breakfast (coffee and a vegetarian omelette). Drove Meg downtown for a doctor’s appointment.
We get to her appointment and the office is so busy that there aren’t any seats in the waiting room. They tell us to wait in the hall. For real. Needless to say, we waited. And waited. But did have the entertainment of good people watching, it being at a very busy urban hospital and all.
My sister is a classy lady. She works in healthcare. And she's had this injection before, so she knows the drill. At one point, Meg was yelling down the hall for someone - anyone - to come and draw her blood.
It was a really long appointment.
Meg got her special injection/treatment from a doctor with way too much charm for his own good. (Seriously. He was adorable.) (So was his resident.) (So was another resident I saw in the hallway.) And then I took Meg home and made her popcorn and set her in front of the TV – this particular injection leaves her feeling shitty and sore. I talked to The Coach for a bit, left Meg to fend for herself and went off on my merry way.
To the grocery store. Back to my house, where I made dinner to bring to Lucy and Chet’s house. To Lucy and Chet’s house, where we ate the dinner that I made and where I snuggled with Baby A and made plans to steal him in my big red purse but did not.
I got home and it was late and I was tired. I watched the last half of The Coach’s game via internet broadcast even though I was exhausted.
And it was actually my perfect day, last Friday. Full of people I love.
If I had slept until noon and got a pedicure and brought a tray of frozen lasagna over to Lucy and Chet’s house, I probably wouldn’t be so exhausted today. I probably wouldn’t have missed an essential component to a successful cup of tea. And my toes would look good. And the kitchen would definitely be cleaner.
But I'm not really much interested in doing things the easy way.
So this is what I get. Travel mugs of hot water with milk and sugar. And rambling blog posts.
3 comments:
If you ever need to replace them -- the contigo ones (costco sells a 2 pack) are amazing...even when shoved into a pack on the back of a camel they don't leak!
Does she know that you took a picture of her in a hospital gown:-)?
Oh, she knows. There are more. This is the best of the bunch. As it does not involve her reading her online medical records or inappropriate relations with a skeleton.
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