I've been angry. Really, really angry. At just about everything. And guess who I've been taking it mostly out on? Those people that have the misfortune to live with me and take care of me - my husband and kiddos. Mostly my husband. You see, yesterday the office called to schedule my MRI, they gave me a 7:45 am. appointment this Friday. As we had been told it would take 7-10 days to get an appointment (and this was only 5) I was happy. I knew it was early, but I called my neighbor to ask if she could watch my daughter and put her on the bus, and my son's preschool to drop him off early. Called the elementary school. All arrangements - no problem. And then I told my husband. In the two second pause before his lukewarm reaction of "Ok", I saw it. Saw how it was inconvenient. It didn't fit into his schedule. He'd have to get the kids up earlier. And I was livid. He tried to save it by saying "I just wish you didn't have to go through this", but the damage, in my mind, was done.
All day today whenever he's come to check on me its been with the careful smiles and solicitude of a person who's not sure if their patient is going to burst into tears, bite their hand, or throw something at them. He's been great. Finally before dinner he sat down and basically asked me what the heck was going on. Was I nervous about the MRI? No. Mad? Yes. Very very mad. At the same time, understanding that I shouldn't be that upset and that yes I was feeling pretty down.
Jedi then made the best suggestion ever. Since it's still early, do you want to go to the gym? YES!! So we fed the kids, I scribbled a workout on my hand, and off we went. Jedi would watch the munchkins up in the kid gym while I swam. I posted a status that I was going, to have Coach Sheriff comment to "kill that 300". You got it. Coach is watching.
On the way home, Jedi also explained that my MRI will be the morning after Halloween, and if the Socks don't win tomorrow, the morning after Game Seven of the World Series. So it's possible that he'll be functioning on about four hours of sleep. Alright - for all of those reasons, I'll forgive him that two second delayed response. All is well in our house again.
Tomorrow night an awesome friend is coming to pick me and my daughter up and bring us (oh yes) to a bar. My little girl got in a habit of coming to Zumba class with me and my girlfriends and then out for drinks after this past spring. She likes the Shirley Temples. She's requested to go out with "Mommy's grown up girlfriends". It is good friend indeed that will not only join you to bar hop with a kindergartner, but will also drive. I'm grateful to have those friends. Don't worry - we'll go before the game starts.
|My best drinking buddies|
P.S. For those that can't read my handwriting (get it? HAND writing????) tonight's 1100 meter workout was:
- Warmup: 6x50 with :30 rest
- Drills: 4x100 with :30 rest, broken into 25 scull/25 swim/25 fist or fingertip drag/25 pull
- Main set: 300 endurance
- Cooldown: 1x100 easy