This weekend was actually pretty quiet. It starts here. We went to hockey on Fri night (SHUT-OUT win against the Capitals). Saturday we went to the gym and then to a movie. And home to watch….yup, even more hockey. It continues here.
Sunday we hit the grocery store and then settled in for some football. A good friend came over and there was hot dip, ziti and brownies.
Now, what the hell is the matter with me? Today was going to be a new start. To get up when the alarm went off. Get ready for a run and be efficient about getting it done and cleaned up and then to work. Nope, didn’t happen.
The alarm went off and I do remember it. I turned it off and said Michael will head to the shower in a few and then I will get up. Well, the next thing I new it was after 8. Which meant that Michael showered, walked the dogs and was already at work. What the hell?
Any tips for how to get back into a routine and get my ass out of bed?
It is Saturday, September 3rd and I have officially entered survival mode. How to survive the college football season?
Tonight, I am able to pull up US Open tennis on the laptop (since Tennis Channel is NOT showing the match I want to see) and can sit in the same room while Michael watches LSU v Oregon. But college football will now consume Thursdays, Saturdays and, later in the season, Fridays. I have been trying to steer Michael to hockey, but he keeps changing the subject back to college football.
Can I make this more clear…I DON’T CARE ABOUT COLLEGE FOOTBALL!
34 Days to Hockey!!!!!