Thursday, February 04, 2010

Stretch, I will.

Oh wait, it's Yoga, not Yoda. Day 4 of working out like a beast: Yoga X. 90 minutes of Yogocity. I am both looking forward to it (because it's not bouncing around or lifting weights) and terrified of it (because it's 90 freaking minutes long). I know that no matter what I'll feel better when it's over. Working out every day is making me feel kind of exhausted. I got almost 9 hours of sleep last night and it was not enough. I have high hopes for some rest tonight after Yoga X. If only I didn't have to make dinner too. (Just as I typed that I realized I didn't put anything out for dinner. Shoot!)

Anyway, I promise not to write about just working out or TV today.

I may or may not have had a hormonally-induced snippy outburst today during the staff meeting at school. Whoopsies. It's not really a good time for me to talk to anybody, if you know what I'm saying. I got my grades done this morning and I'm trying to let the peace of that wash over me like a gentle wave. Unfortunately that peaceful wave is no more than an annoyance to the bulldozer that is my current mood. Did that even make sense? I feel like a Mack truck today, big, loud, and like I'm going to run over anyone who gets in my way. I'd say that's not a good place to be.

We're nearing E's next try at the Bar exam--it's only weeks away--and I'm starting to feel ready to have him back full time. I really hope he passes this time for his sake, but also for all of us so we can be rid of evening obligations and we can eat and relax together as a family. I'm just ready. It's not even that he's been gone that much this week to study, but I know he still has this one more giant obstacle before he can finally relax and put law school behind him. I know that once he gets that done, we can all put that time behind us and keep moving forward.

I'm wearing my new Blowfish flats again today and loving them. If I had to wear only one brand of flats for the rest of my life, that would be it. I love the little round toes. They hide my long, weirdly skinny feet.

I'm so over everything today--over freshmen throwing things at each other, over them asking me 800 times if I want to see/listen to/do this or that, over them asking me if I like whatever thing they're wearing/drawing/singing/doing, over kids who draw on the board every opportunity they get, over seniors who can't take criticism on their essays, over meetings where all we ever talk about it how kids are failing and it's because we're not working hard enough, over kids who clearly don't want any help, over cloudy days, over kids asking me how to spell things when there is a dictionary under their seats, over people posting pictures of hot celebs on facebook (no, she is not your doppelganger!), over making lunches, over cooking dinner, over wearing shoes or makeup, over counting calories, over cleaning up, OVER IT.


  1. Love it. I totally feeling you on the doppelganger many people are posting pictures and i'm just thinking whoever told you you look like him/her is totally lying and should no longer be your friend. Or maybe they are the best friend ever because they are the world's best liar. Yeah i'm over it too!

  2. Yea the new latest trend I've seen is looking up your name on and then posting that as your status.
    Hope the Yoga went well. I'd love to hear more about how the P90x goes, and if you think it makes a big difference.
    You and E are in my thoughts/prayers for the Bar Exam! I hope it goes well!

  3. My husband's FB doppelganger was Ray Romano. It was DEAD ON. Every time we're out and about some stranger inevitable tells him he looks like Ray Romano. It bothers the shit out of him, but it's true. He and Romano are brothers from another mother. It's so uncanny my Nana even calls Joe "Ray."

    Funny thing is, I was never attracted to Ray Romano until I met Joe. Now whenever I see the guy on TV or in a movie, I'm like, damn he's cute. :)