I'm blogging as an alternative to going in to rescue Number Two, who woke up 5 minutes after falling asleep and is now crying in bed. Damn it, this has got to stop. We're six months old, dern it.
It's been quite a day. I got up and ran 4.2 miles which felt great. I took longer on my first mile, but I actually ran every mile pretty close to the same speed, and while I didn't run the whole thing I felt good afterward. Not like I needed to die. Not like I was going to collapse but not like I didn't work hard either. 4.2 miles, 53 minutes. Seriously, over 4 miles. FOUR MILES.
Of course, I then came home to find that my dear toddler had decided that Disney wasn't enough entertainment for him this morning and started pulling off the buttons from my laptop. I'm now missing the backspace, the \| key, the enter, tab and the `~ key. He also pulled off the page up/down keys, home, delete, end, caps lock and the left shift button but the Hubby was able to get those back on (well, the left shift is a little ... shifty). I'm still at that point where I'm so mad I'm resigned to ignoring the whole situation. Honestly, I need a new laptop anyhow - the battery doesn't work, we had to replace the plug once and the new one is half broken too, it causes sparks when I plug in ... it's a mess. But the stupid thing worked, and now I have to push the little spongy do-dads when I need one of those buttons.
In other you-never-thought-you'd-see-it news, I went shorts shopping today. I had a slight couple breakdowns - the first when I had a fat-attack in Loft because my stumpy legs are pasty white and um, stumpy), and the second when the Macy's shorts that fit me were several sizes bigger than my actual size (yes, juniors AND Macy's run small, so my 12 turns to a 15 but I just got down from a 14/16 to a solid 12. It's harrowing to have to buy a size 15 shorts). BUT I got through it and now have a couple pairs of shorts. Hmm. Hopefully I'll wear them. I definitely need to retire the maternity shorts that I pulled out this week.
Number Two is now officially cried-out, Number One is down and Hubby is opening a bottle of wine now that I've had two cups of coffee in attempts to wake the heck up this Saturday night. Let's go crazy!
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I need to buy some shorts. The only non-maternity shorts that I have right now suddenly seem WAY too short for my 30 year old self, even though they fit in other ways. Why was my 28 year old self totally fine with them? (because I certainly wasn't wearing non-maternity shorts last summer!)
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