I normally save my solitary soda splurge for one on the weekend while grocery shopping, but today was its day. Its gloomy and I'm cranky.
I wish I could pull a Ryan Seacrest and yell "April...OUT! Fend for yourselves people!"
My wi-fi didn't work this morning in the garage and would not load up Netflix on my phone. I figured watching a show would keep me at a leisurely stroll on the treadmill rather than the normal music routine. Lets face it, I don't have 'leisurely-force-yourself-to-walk' kind of music. Since I resorted to music to fill the void of staring at the garage wall, I struggled to keep my pace at a walk. I wanted to say 'oh 3 minutes of speed work won't hurt,' but it turned into five minutes and then seven, and then well I give up on staying at a 'walk.' Oops
Tomorrow is Halloween and I have not bought a pumpkin this year. Evil mom aren't I? I have zero desire to do 100% of the work to allow Hubs and Kiddo to steal all my hard-earned pumpkin seeds. So we only have my plug-in pumpkin this year....(and store bought pumpkin seeds squirrelled away at work.)
Should never have been invented. For the love of my butt and thighs, please make them disappear before they magically end up in my mouth.