It was a long day that had me confused from the very beginning. Being that I missed Monday due to traveling, today felt like Tuesday and I was wandering like a nomad all day trying to figure out what the heck was going on. After work I called my mom, which I always do on my way home, and instead of picking up and being her happy-crackhead-self, she goes "Why are you calling right now?". Love you too mom. I normally don't call on Wednesdays because their at church, and today she just happened to be home with a migraine...meanwhile I was traveling I-40 convinced its Tuesday. It all caught me off-guard. After a 21 minute conversation her headache was either gone or I made it worse and she simply didn't have the heart to tell me. My bet is on the latter...
A client brought me a Yiddish shirt today. A few weeks ago I wrote about a Jewish client who wore a t-shirt that said "Got chutzpah?" and I thought it was the funniest thing. Well, today he comes strolling in with one for me! Made my day. However he did say that if I needed a larger one, he could get it for me. He clearly wasn't referring to my chest. Anywho, I now own a Jewish shirt. Happy hump day to me.
To say I was d-r-a-g-g-i-n-g today would be an understatement. I still have not recovered since the last 2 weeks of craziness, and today was no different. It was a busy morning which rolled into a 40 minute lifting session,...then I have to leave for an appointment,...then come back to jump on the treadmill for 40 minutes before quickly showering and getting ready for my afternoon crowd. Splitting up my workout is not on my list of top 10 things to do, but some days are just nuts and you do what you have to do. My legs are tired which means tomorrow's leg day will suck. My mom hates that word. She also hates the word crap. When I was 9 I asked her if I could say "crap" around the house (since it was the closest thing to cursing I could justify at that point), and she suggested I pray about it. I went to the laundry closet, (praying on dirty underwear is not normal by the way), and came out 5 minutes later. I told her that Jesus said as long as I don't say it to Him, its fine.
Explains quite a bit.
Pretty sure that was the beginning of many "I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed in you Meredith" moments.
Ok, it was a chicken-and-lots-of-greens kind of night, and now its time for bed. Productive day,...a new one awaits. Bring your A-game folks....no excuses.
Oh,...and photoshoot officially scheduled for July....game time. :)
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