So the holidays are upon us — but I’m not feeling it. Here’s what’s on my mind…
Running is frustrating me.
Even if I dread a run, I typically feel some kind of redemption at the end of it which confirms WHY I run. I can’t said I’ve felt like that at all during my last two runs. It’s felt more like a chore. Ultimately, this makes me cranky and whiny.
I still have one more day of work.
This is seriously the longest short week ever. EVER.
My kid doesn’t want to sleep.
Seriously. He thinks 5am is wake up time and he won’t nap on the weekends even if he’s exhausted.
My hubby works retail. Thankfully, he doesn’t have to work ON Thanksgiving, but there’s no such thing as a “holiday weekend” in this house. I bitch about it every year. It’s a reality that I accept, but I don’t like.
I have NO idea what to wear in Vegas
Does someone want to pack for me? And maybe go shopping for me? This includes for the race. It looks like it’s going to be between 40-60 degrees. It also looks like it’s going to rain, which I didn’t think happened often there??
And really tonight I just feel grumpy. It doesn’t help that I’m out of red wine and my hubby has The Walking Dead on TV (I’m just not a fan). Plus, I spilled vinegar on my foot while cooking dinner. That was super awesome.
Wow, these are just so superficial reasons to be in a crappy mood. Hopefully I can invoke the Thanksgiving spirit in the next day or two.
On the flip side – at least Zombies haven’t attacked. Yet.