The weekend went exactly as expected. Despite the circumstances, it was nice to see some of my relatives, many of whom I hadn’t seen since I was in elementary school. Still, by about 5pm on Saturday, I was exhausted – both physically and emotionally, because while we were running around in the process of burying my one grandpa, my other grandpa, the one I’ve been so worried about, is now experiencing blood in his stool. So of course, everyone once again assumes the worst and the emotional roller coaster begins all over again.
Not to mention, work has been busier than it’s ever been so while that doesn’t help my stress level, I can’t really complain because it takes my mind off of family matters.
So Saturday evening I was just a barrel of fun, passing out on the couch at 9:30 while watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (1971). I somehow managed to get up and go to bed, and didn’t wake up again until almost 11 a.m. on Sunday. That’s roughly 13 hours of sleep, folks. And it was glorious.
Sunday morning was simply delightful as we sat, sipping coffee, messing around on our laptops – him with work, and me paying bills online and finally ordering prints of our European vacation (all 438 pictures). Then we went to the driving range so hubby could practice his swing and so I could waste golf balls by hitting them an impressive 15 ft. At one point I considered just throwing one while hubs wasn’t looking so I could point and say “Look! Look how far I hit that one!” Afterwards, we went to the gym and though it’s been hard getting back into a workout routine, I feel 100 percent better for trying. I’m starting slow by following this couch-to-5K running plan. I’ve been recommending it to friends and co-workers for years but had never actually followed it myself, so now I’m giving it a shot. After the gym, we went to the grocery store, came home and showered, then ate dinner and watched a DVD. So while our Sunday wasn’t all that exciting, there’s just something about getting back into a normal routine that calms my nerves and makes me feel like everything is going to be alright.
And I should probably give a little shout-out to my husband. He’s been super stressed with work lately too and even though he was a bit cranky in the latter part of the week, he was wonderful to go with me (and do all the driving) on Saturday to take my grandma and father back home to IL. He didn’t even complain once. And on Sunday he even swept and vacuumed the entire house AND brushed the dog. These are usually my chores and I can count on one hand the number of times he’s done either of these things, so it was nice of him to do it without me even asking. He’s a keeper.
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