I'm going outside to run.
It's sunny, which it hasn't been for a while, and starting tomorrow, won't be for a while longer. So, you know, make hay etc, etc.
Also, my mind is filled with stuff I don't want to think about. Stuff that might dig in and take root if I let it. And then it would grow and I'd end up staying in bed all day and feeding my family cold cereal until we ran out of bowls and spoons. I can't let that happen. There is no time for a pity party.
For one, I have to schedule and plan an ACTUAL party for Isaac, who is fully expecting one on his birthday in 2 weeks. I've done nothing. Isaac, on the other hand, has been making plans and lists for the last 11 months and 2 weeks. He's excited. He wants to know why I haven't bought his birthday present already. I have no idea what to get him for a birthday present.
So if I sit here and eat chocolate covered pomegranate candy all day, like I want to, I'll end up thinking about all the things I don't want to think about and getting all emotional. And it's not even that time of the month. I don't have time to be emotional more than once a month.
So I'm going running. And I'll listen to a funny podcast. And I'll try and think about other things like planting a garden and sewing purses and washing my sheets and figuring out what to make for dinner for the next two weeks. But I will NOT figure out what to make for dinner for the third week.
Because the third week is my week off. And my week off is what I'll think about most while I'm running.
In the sun.
4 comments:
Can you go running a little bit for me too? Can you run in place of those who cannot? Thanks.
Do you get every 3rd week off? How does that work?
I get a week off every 2 years. :)
I'll help with Isaac's party! Send him over and we'll figure it out. Then send you the bill. :-) The Star Wars party was awesome. That was Jonah's, right?
Good for you for going running!
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