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Hello y'all (sorry! don't know where that came from...) It's Monday morning, and believe me I've had better. My foot hurts, my head hurts, and apparently I'm coaching shot-put on my lunch hour. Blah.
My foot hurts because last night I was in our backyard and somehow I ended up stepping right down onto a nail. In my flimsy flip-flops. Needless to say, the nail went straight into my foot and I'm feeling the pain today. It hurts to walk, let alone run. Guess I'll be taking it easy and focusing on upper body stuff this week at the gym! If I can even drag my sorry butt there.
My head hurts because in addition to the throbbing foot, I also had a weepy, whiny, grumpy boy to deal with this morning. Poor Dylan has come down with a bug of some sort, and he is not a happy camper. He was sick all day yesterday, but seems better this morning. Better in that he's not being sick anymore. But his emotions are all over the place! Getting out the door was difficult, as he clung to me and begged me not to go (seriously? I'm no more fun that Daddy... and Daddy often hands out candies when Mum's not looking! I'm sure everyone's happy at home now, but at 8 a.m. things were so. not. fun.)
And yeah, shot-put. What do I know about shot-put? Nothing. But I know I'm supposed to be doing it at lunch. At lunch I was hoping to crash on the staff room couch. Sigh.
Sorry. I'm in a bit of a mood. Can you tell?! I'll definitely have to come back later with a 3BT to perk myself up. Until then, any words of wisdom you'd care to impart? A funny story to snap me out of it and take my focus off the hole in my foot? I'd love to hear them. And look! I'll share my imaginary cupcakes with you... How can you resist?