I am so tired.
12 miles, 2:34 with a really hurt knee.
walked a lot.
This does not bode well for the Princess next week. I am concerned.
And crave a nap. Instead, I will vacuum the condo and put the fake fry tilapia in Tupperware and finish cleaning up the dining room table.
Cause, no one else is doing it and it needs to get done. A clean condo will make both me and Hubs a little bit less anxious…really it will. It’s a psychological thing.
Waiting to hear back from Kat about whether she can help me make shirts happen for the Princess or not. It’s not a requirement, but it’s something we talked about. If she can take care of the words, I can take care of everything else. And it can go with the rest of the surprise that I’m putting together for her and Heather.
Because I’m awesome like that. I want this weekend to be freaken stellar.
And it will, knee pain and all. :-D
ZZ Top is also stellar, and I’m stoked he is on my radio. Just a random note.
