Maybe, might just possibly have overdone it today. Just maybe.
Woke up at 7, V up at 7:30, made breakfast, went to playdate at the park with V’s little girlfriend.
It was hot as a m-f’er at Moss Park, and humid. And we all sweated so damn much. V to the point where 3/4 of his hair was completely soaked with sweat, little sweat droplets swaying at the end of every damp curl.
Headed back to the house, cleaned the garage, measured all closets for shelf additions with father-in-law. Potted roses. Pulled weeds.
Went to YMCA and did 5 miles on the elliptical (600 calories, not too shabby!)
Headed back home, rearranged plants some more, filled pool for V, splashed a little. Showered, cleaned up. Walked with Vince to nearby park for another playdate with his new little friend Nate.
Now let me say, I did mostly sit during this little ‘mandate’, but it was hot as hades and my girlfriend and I sat, sweating away, next to each other while we watched our boys tear that playground the m-f up.
And then we had had enough, Edward came and picked me up and we went straight to Costco, got a membership, shopped and then finally headed home.
And then? Bathed and fed a small beast, bbq’d and settled down for some Big Brother and True Blood.
And while watching telly, I apparently realized how freaking tired I am.
I CANNOT wait until next weekend when Edward whisks me away to Disney for my birthday mini-holiday. I SHALL lounge endlessly poolside, I promise.