The amount of vegetables I just consumed was ungodly.
I may have overdosed on vitamin K. Things no one does on purpose....ever...
This will be short tonight, I've still got food to prepare and laundry to fold. My attempts to be domesticated often just leave me tired and apathetic to the proper way to do anything.
I don't separate my laundry.
Horrible, I know.
If it bleeds, it bleeds...I'd rather not segregate my laundry. Thus, I have several pairs of gray socks. Its fine. I like them. (No I don't)
6:30 this morning and I was completely out numbered in the gym...between Garrett and the clients, the gym was swarming with testosterone. Amazingly, NO TALKING. Such a stark contrast from 9am on a Monday morning. Women everywhere and the oxygen literally being sucked out of the place. It trips me out. If they want to talk and move at the same time, fine. But once a committee meeting starts mid-workout, I have to do an intervention and endure the look of death. Apparently, I am a horrible human being for not allowing 5 minute conversation breaks during a workout...
One of the highlights of my day came in the afternoon as Brian and Garrett decided it would be a good idea to juggle rolls of athletic tape. Long story short: Brian can juggle, Garrett can get pissed off trying.
It was comical. Garrett was literally breaking a sweat and 3 tosses from a mini meltdown.
Of course I tried.
Failed miserably.
2 hands, 3 rolls of tape. Common sense says the numbers don't add up. I might as well have been blind folded and suffering from a severe case of trigger finger. It was bad.
But I hope they got a good laugh.
Well, I'm about to go show 2lbs of chicken who's boss. Have a great night folks!
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