OUT OF WHACK

It's funny how a day off and out of your routine can goof you up. I took off yesterday for the casino with mom and Cheri and missed out on doing the housework and my exercise. I had one heck of a good time and I am really glad that we had the chance to go but.. (Sunday is always my big day for weight lifting, treadmill, eliptical etc. usually end with about 2 hours of exercise on Sunday) this morning it was back to work and I was feeling like I didn't have a day off. Got home tonight and did some housework, laundry, ran the sweeper etc, playing catch up but now too late again for any real exercise. I cannot wait for Wed to get here, be off and get some real movement in. Tomorrow Jenny and Rissa are coming to visit and bring us girl scout cookies so its like my schedule is off again..I'm looking forward to seeing them and missed their call on sunday while I was gone. I was late getting out of work again tonight too, and that doesn't help. it seems to be a habit lately.

I never realised how much I do look forward to my little ways of doing things. I guess we all get into our little routines, the different ways we do things. I do know that I was always pretty much a homebody and really didn't much like being gone. I think its even worse now that I'm older, work more and have the new house. I really do need to realise that there is more to life than that though.

Today I waited on a lady and her adult son. the son was 36 years old, and he has a 10 year old daughter. His wife died 2 years ago. The wifes name was Jennifer and they talked about her to me. The son, Bill, needs a new mattress. He hasn't slept in his bed since Jennifer died. He hates the mattress and we found him a new one, he's supposed to be coming in tomorrow to get it ordered. He's been sleeping on the sofa since losing his wife. he is trying to decide what size to get and if he should give his bed to his daughter and get a new one. I am thinking through all of this and afterwards, how sad that his daughter has to grow up without a mother. she is only 10 now, she lost her mom when she was 8 years old. Apparently she remembers seeing her so sick and going to the hospital etc with her. Makes you wonder why life has to be like this. The grandmother says that Jennifer was sick for quite a while. My heart goes out to this poor little girl. I find that I cry easy since the heart attacks two years ago. They warned me about that actually and it hasn't really gotten any better yet. I can cry at the drop of a hat and it can get darn embarrasing sometimes. Seems its one of those things that I cannot control. thank God, that the tears didn't let loose talking to Shirley and Bill today. Its hard to explain and I usually don't even try.

WE had hot sausage sandwiches for the relay lunch today. Not to sure how much we made for it today. Pam has the money and we still have some to collect and then she has to take out what she wants to pay for the ingredients. I'm figuring we should hopefully have at least another $30 though.

I have a relay meeting on Thursday night this week and whichever team turns in the most donations wins something. Not to sure what, but you know me! I sure would like to win! doesn't matter what it is, just want it. Competition you know.