Since last we spoke, it’s been a pretty uneventful week. Towards the end of last week, I was feeling exceptionally drained.
I awoke Thursday in an absolute fog and decided to treat myself to Starbucks. As my blogger friend Paul (over at the aptly named PaulEBailey.com) and I were discussing, Starbucks have nothing Caffé Nero. Regrettably, we don’t have those where I live, so Starbucks it is.
By that evening, I was still feeling knackered, so I decided indulge myself in a long hot bath with a book. I have very sensitive skin, otherwise I would have added a bath bomb to the mix. I’m currently reading The Bands of Mourning, by my all-time favorite author, Brandon Sanderson. You can expect a book review in the next couple of weeks!
By Friday I was feeling significantly more recharged, which was good news, since I had a long run coming up this weekend. I haven’t mentioned it yet since returning to the blog, but I am currently training for my next half marathon!
I’ll be running in the 2019 Disney Princess Half Marathon the last weekend in February. It’ll be my my ninth half marathon, but the first postpartum one obviously. I ran this race six years ago, so I am thrilled to run it again with a baby in tow! Well, not literally, but you know what I mean, haha! My dad and his wife are coming with us, and we’ve booked adjoining hotel rooms, so most likely they’ll look after Jordan the morning of the race.
On Saturday morning, my Jeff Galloway training plan told me that I was to run 9.5 miles. It was a chilly morning, but I slogged through the run at a respectable pace. Within minutes of finishing my run, rain started falling until it turned into a downpour. Great, I thought to myself, since we were going to a party that evening.
If my life were a movie, then the torrential rain would have been a cliche cinematic foreboding of the evening to come. We showed up at this party, expecting it to be a small gathering — three couples, tops. Rather, what we walked into was more along the lines of a house party. Jordan, who is normally the most chill baby, started screaming his head off. (And before anyone judges us for bringing a baby to a party, we were specifically told he was welcome and that there would be other kids there).
I ended up just chilling with him in the hosts’ bedroom with the door shut. Every time he would calm down and I’d try to take him out so that I could get a bite to eat, he would start screaming again.
Even though I hoped that people would be understanding, I felt so embarrassed. This was not Jordan’s first party to attend, and I’ve literally never seen him act like this before. I think he just got overwhelmed with the sheer number of people in a very small space, plus people were pretty loud. Not gonna lie, though, I honestly was feeling extremely overwhelmed by the number of people as well. So, with apologies issued to the hosts and food packed to go, we left within half an hour of arriving.
Sunday was rainy, dreary, and full of chores. I had to go grocery shopping and go to the pet store to pick up more of Piglet’s food. The weekend dreariness bled over into my busy Monday.
I had an Etsy order come in over the weekend, so Jordan and I bundled up and went to the post office. Then he had a play date with a friend that afternoon, and after that, I had a dentist appointment. Thankfully, my teeth look great and I had no cavities!
Tell me, dear readers, how has your week been?
Until next time,