It’s almost 11:00 in the morning and poor Jack is passed out in bed, not moving. His new best friend Harry, my sister’s puppy, wore him out completely. My little Jack has maybe twenty minutes of running in him a day and he likes it that way. He isn’t used to two full days of intense cardio like he had with Harry. Harry can be a personal trainer for the lazy couch potato dogs such as Jack, poor lamb.
My hubby and I drove the baby girl back to her school today. It’s only a little over an hour away so we left at 2:30, we were on the Massachusetts turnpike for about a half hour and I felt myself drifting off to sleep, I tried to fight it , but I felt that it was seriously a losing battle so I tried to be sneaky about it and I turned my face towards the window to hide my sleeping. I felt guilty about falling asleep because my hubby was probably tired of driving since he does it a lot during a week and I felt that I should at least stay awake to keep him company. We were almost at the baby girl’s school when I jerked awake and my hubby said ” go back to sleep, you’re still tired”
I didn’t go back asleep because I had napped enough. After we said our goodbyes to the baby girl, my hubby decided to take the scenic route back home. We had a nice drive back home and it was during the drive back that I told my hubby that I had tried to be slick about sneaking my napping during the drive to the school. He laughed and said that slick, sneaky or sly were words that just don’t fit or describe me. Those are traits that I just don’t possess and he then said, that me saying that was really funny.
I am happy to know that my hubby truly believes that I don’t have a slick or sneaky bone in my body. I wasn’t really trying to be slick about hiding my napping, I just felt bad that I wasn’t showing solidarity in the driving responsibility. My hubby wanted me to rest because he knows that I need to and I fight against it because I like to do my share of our responsibilities. I get frustrated that I am not as dynamic as I used to be, My hubby says that it’s my ego and he is right. I prefer to think that I can still do as much as I used to but I get fatigued very easily nowadays. What can you do. I need to let my ego go and accept that I get tired and that’s okay.
We are back home and tomorrow will be my turn again to lead weight class. My trip into Boston was wonderful and today my hubby brought me in to introduce me to his colleagues at work, everyone had kind words about my hubby and a few teased him a bit. I can tell that he is very well respected and liked at his office. I wasn’t surprised, my hubby is excellent at his job and very charismatic to boot.
I am happy to be home and happy to find Jack missing us and over the moon that we are back. Now it’s off to bed with me.
It started sometime during the night, my tummy was hurting enough to wake me up, that is a rarity. The nausea has been an all day affair which is annoying because it got in the way of chores that I had planned to do today. I forced myself to walk little Jack his usual three routes but was that absolutely painful. The cold sweat and the leg weakness was a little overwhelming at moments. I made it back to the warmth and comfort of my bed. The dishes are still in the sink,my goal of 1500 more words still untyped and I was planning to bring in a lot more logs into the garage from outside because, believe it or not, they are forecasting a Nor’easter on Wednesday. As if the Northeast needs more wind, rain and snow. Those poor people who are still without power, water and heat; it breaks your heart. It has gotten noticeably colder over the last few days, I hope that the power companies move faster because being cold all the time is horrible. I am so very lucky that my power outage only lasted 24 hours and my house only suffered a broken down partition of fence which the baby boy fixed for me. I can’t even imagine what it would be to see our house either swept away, broken in pieces or burnt down to a shell. That is what has happened in New Jersey and New York. I pray that everyone will be made whole in time.