Sunday, April 25, 2010

Weekend Musings.

This weekend was...  logistical. My triathlon is next Sunday and by this time on May 2nd I will have finished it! I spent all day Saturday running around spending copius amounts of money buying the rest of my gear. Funny how fast $400 dollars can burn a hole in your wallet. I cant even have buyers remorse becuase I need it all. Ugh. But, on the brighter side, I have everything I need to be a full triathlete... if only for one day. *breathe*.

I was up like clock work both Saturday and Sunday thanks to Zen the Lab. She just doesnt get the point that its a weekend and I should sleep in until at LEAST 8am. While I was unemployed I had her sleeping until at least that time... damn. At any rate, I was dressed and out the door by 10am and looking for tight fitting bike shorts with padding in the ass isnt all that fun;either is spending 41 dollars on a sports bra. I think I should just take up rollarblading and give up on this whole....MULTI discpline pursuit of endurance. hell, I have have sex for hours straight, I should be able to finish this...I was able to come home and take a nap, goto the gym where I rode 8 miles and walked 1 mile...um....this could be an issue because I need to RUN 3miles. hence my fear.Perhaps I can hire someone to chase me with a chainsaw for 3 miles. The thought has crossed my mind.

My girlfriend was having a seafood fest at her house Saturday nite so I brought the obligatory bottle of wine and crab crackers and the dog. Shes an amazing cook and I ate way too much food... I really dont remember even driving home the food coma was so thick.  I was happy though! Eating seafood is deceptive. you dont think you are eating that much until all of a sudden you need to vomit. who knew that crab could fill up your belly like rice! amazing really.

Today I was up at the buttass crack of dawn AGAIN. I messed around on Facebook for about 3 hours. You may ask what someone DOES on Facebook for that amount of time. Well, let me tell you. You reorganize and redesign your FARMVILLE FARM. um. yea. Being a designer sometimes sucks because you get these bouts of creative energy and that seemed mindless and filled the ticket. I have to say, its nicely redone! haha...of course, I told DC this while we were talking on the phone at 9am..he was shopping at the grocery store entertaining me with his purchases and I was telling him about my make believe farm. Odd conversation...but always full of laughter :) I then mustered up enough energy to take zen for a walk and then came back watched a movie...' BECAUSE I SAID SO'... reminds me of my life actually and then proceeded to take a 2 hour nap on the sofa... dreaming of Rex. huh. it was about 4pm so Zen and I walked again and I actually ran across my neighbor...shes 23 and a single mom and we ended up shootin the shit for about an hour out front. For 23, shes very mature and we had a nice convo. I filled her in on the gossip about the neighborhood and we agreed to hang out and drink wine when I get back from my travels...I totally understand the mystery behind her life now... for awhile I couldnt figure out WHAT THE HELL was going on because she was coming and going in different cars...its all sorted out and I feel much better about it. She porbably thinks im a peeping neighbor but im just observant. gotta be when you are a single woman living alone...and by the by...on the prowl!

So its 8pm and the dog and cat are passed out and its time to get ready for my work week of 3 days. So much to do. I shoudl probably start prepping... im just a procrastinator... hell, I had amazing sex on thursday, great food last nite and im going to be accomplishing a goal that ive wanted to complete for at least 5 years...

its going to be a full week!

in the reality of it all, Im blessed. To be loved, to love and to be living a life where my complications are few. If only I could have the one that is dear to me... things would be perfect....

Alas, nothing is perfect including my toenail polish...

which reminds me.... orange or green for my race?
hmhmmmm

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