My husband created this timer.
Tomorrow is packing day which gives us plenty of time to grab anything we need and have forgotten.
This was last nights workout:
It was hard. Oh so very hard. It is 550 moves x 2. Now let’s assume that I’m feeling wimpy and I only did a third, which is not true, that would still be 367 moves! Every part of me feels heavy today. My pants almost didn’t go on because the muscles in the front of my legs are so swollen today. I’ve had to stop weighing myself randomly and now it’s scheduled for tuesday mornings. Those are the mornings that I go at least 48 hours without intensive workouts. After a really hard workout my weight goes up by 2 to 5 pounds. That’s ridiculous.
This is our current list of things that we would like to try and see on vacation:
Pont des Arts
Notre Dame de Paris
Arc de Triomphe
Sacred Heart Basilica of Montmartre (Sacre-Coeur)
Père Lachaise Cemetery
Château de Versailles
Anne Frank House
Van Gogh Museum
Royal Palace of Amsterdam
Rembrandt House Museum
The Canal Bus
We usually have a loose plan the day before so we can adjust as needed but so we don’t waste hours doing the “what do you want to do? I don’t know, what do you want to do?” game.
Two weeks is a long time to be away from home and dogs and birds. I hope my son gives them all enough attention. And I hope my daughter isn’t so busy she can’t check in on my son. Two weeks is also a long time to be alone in a house with only birds & dogs.
For the most part – I am a nice person. Really I am. I mostly think nice things about nice people. There are a few exceptions, and I do feel really bad when I think bad things about people.
But sometimes when someone posts something really really stupid on a Social Network I wish I was a lot more raw and could say things like “are you f’ing kidding me?” Especially when it’s someone my age.