Now, one might assume that a Friday would call for enthusiasm, bouts of joy and happiness from the cubicle next to you, and happy hour on the way home. I work at a store that carries just a little bit of everything. I got up at 3:33am this morning to dress myself, make myself presentable (at least to try), make my lunch and arrive at work promptly to clock in at 4:30am. This is not my Friday. I get Sunday/Mondays as my weekend, which I don't really mind. Except for this week they scheduled me for 6 days and so Tuesday was my day off. Anyway, I got off work and then.... (we'll back up just a bit)
[I'm getting married to my wonderful fiance James :) He's the sweetest man alive and I couldn't be happier! James also works at the oversized grocery store where I am employed. A guy we both know from work, Hank, who is intimidating in appearance to say the least, owns a gym. So Hank told James that as a wedding present he would do personal training with me for an hour a week until the wedding (which is in July). Frankly, a vase or a spatula would have thrilled me more but it sounds more impressive to say that I "went to a personal trainer", plus and mostly, James convinced me to go and this is my second week. ]
Back to the present...
So I was only scheduled for 5 hours today, so after work I went to Hank's gym. Last week I discovered that the worst part of the workout was the huge bandage I was going to need for my pride. I was slightly optimistic that this week would be better, however....FAIL.
For the record, I'm not overweight or anything. I'm 5'8" (5'8 1/2" on a good day) and 130-135 pounds. I'm just not very athletic. I'm not too ashamed of the fact that I've coined the phrase "admitted wimp", because I am.
Anyway, I'm tired. We were suppose to go do pre-marital counseling this week with a couple from Church but I've had a head cold all week and I don't want to get their baby sick. Considerate and convenient, because I don't want to move my lazy butt off this couch for awhile....I just might take a nap
Tales of the hysterical, the horrific and the hilarious existence of my family and life- with a dash of logic and a pinch of common sense
Friday, February 24, 2012
Intro
Good afternoon. My name is Elle. Yes, this genius, yet original, idea to join the millions of others out on the internet was mine and I came up with it last week. It was partially inspired by that movie Julie & Julia because I would like to write a book someday. Alas, with only the end of a book written and exactly zero ideas for the in-between, how can one publish? The other reason I was inspired was a trip to my Dad's parents house. We were all laughing at the absurdity of the people you work with and the dumb things people do and so on the way home I decided that the most realistic way to write about life is no longer by paper but the internet. I guess this is two-fold because yet another objective of this blog is to reveal the hysterical moments of my family. Let me explain....
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