Good morning!
I’m still struggle-bussing over here. But I’m struggle-bussing with a cup of coffee in hand. So hopefully that’ll turn around real quick.
I fell asleep with wet hair last night so I look pretty fantastic. (Sense the sarcasm?)
So, in an effort to tame my hair and make breakfast and lunch before work today, I should probably sign off sooner rather than later.
But, before I go, Wednesday calls for some confessions.
Confession:
I went back to the Step class we went to last Thursday. I love it SO MUCH. It’s like a sweaty dance party – without the heels and without the alcohol.
I took at least 25 breaks to catch my breath. The 65-year old instructor? None.
Embarrassing.
Confession:
My weight stayed exactly the same during weigh-in this week. I blame the fact that I messed up my Weight Watchers routine and ate toast for breakfast AND Cheetos with this guy right before the meeting.
Never mind the fact that my weekend was full of champagne and margaritas and I went over all my allotted points.
It was because I messed up my Monday routine. Duh.
Confession:
This past weekend, I took a shower before Saturday coffee. I’m pretty confident that I woke up our entire neighborhood that morning. Because, when I got into the tub and went to close the shower curtains, I saw something HUGE and FURRY moving up one of the curtains. I SCREAMED and jumped out and ran across the apartment. I don’t know what that thing was or how it got into our apartment, but it looked like a massive caterpillar.
Anyway, now I refuse to take a shower without Ankur checking to make sure it’s bug-free. Last night, he checked and said I was good to go. But my paranoia is still there.
I almost had a panic attack because the tag on my towel grazed up against my arm as I was waiting for the water to warm up and I thought the fur-bug was BACK.
Gross.
Now I’m getting the heebie jeebies.
Bugs are the worst.
I’m really considering taking up this no-showering/baby-wipes bath thing. At least I wouldn’t be confined to a 2×5 space with the potential of slipping and banging my head out of fright.
Anyway, now that I’ve embarrassed myself and shamed myself in front of the Internet world, I will sign off.
Have a fantastic Wednesday! Hope your hair looks better than mine!
Questions of the Day:
- How long does it take you to do your hair in the morning?
- Do you prefer to work out solo or take a class?
- ‘Fess up. Tell me a secret!
Haha! I would scream too! I recently saw a daddy long-legs spider in my shower and I kept talking to it in hopes it would understand and depart away. Alas, I found out my roomie killed it later. Oh well. I do try to not kill spiders, but I also fear them, so it’s a battle. Ha!