Busy, Busy
I thought we were going to get a chance to breathe after the holidays, but this week is turning out to be as crazy as ever. Today was my last chance to get my car emissions inspected. Ugh. I blocked out three hours to get it done since that has been my experience in the past, but I lucked out this time! The station I usually go to was closed this summer, so I thought I was going to have to trek way outside of my comfort zone into the middle of the big city.
Then I got smart.
Rare, I know.
I figured out that there was a closer station in the rural county just north of us, so we headed up there. I took snacks, toys, and a good book. I didn’t need any of it! It took about a half hour to get there, but then we were only there about five minutes, including wait time. Happy, happy! I got into a line with a cranky older lady, which turned out to be the best line ever. She may have been cranky, but she was one efficient woman. She had three cars finished in the time it took other bays to go through one car.
Erik’s school is doing their holiday program on Thursday, which was unexpected. I’m glad they are still going to do it since I was so disappointed when it was snowed out, but I had things to do. People to see! Places to go! Ah well. Life just seems to grab me by the throat and take me for a ride. I never imagined I would be this busy.
I really just need to get my butt into the gym, but I’m thinking about freezing my account for now. I don’t know. I am very uncomfortable and standing for long periods of time pulls on my scar. Yet I want to stay in as good of shape as possible to help with the c-section recovery and prevent total fatty build-up.
My gym problem could be solved if only they had a pool. I know I could do swimming or deep water running. The one gym with a pool is really expensive and I’d have to sign up for a whole year. I am 100% comfortable putting the new baby in our current gym’s daycare at six weeks. I don’t know that I would build up such a relationship with the new gym, even if I was willing to pay their prices. Plus, I want to go back to my classes after my postpartum recovery. I looked up the classes at the other gym and they don’t have much at all. Definitely no BodyPump or Zumba. If I have the baby in mid-April I should be back to the gym by June 1. I don’t want to go six whole months without my gym time. I think six weeks will be hard enough. Argh! What problems, eh? I truly lead a charmed life. Who would have thought the shy girl from the dysfunctional family would have ended up so happy and well cared for? Not me!