Getting Over Monday

I’m tired today.  I worked my first 12 hour shift in over a year yesterday and, unfortunately, my bus home was late.  This means that I got home just before midnight, and was so keyed up from my shift that I wasn’t asleep till nearly 2am.  Joe was bright eyed and bushy tailed a few short hours later.  He completely bypassed his morning nap.  I had a moment where I felt like my eyes were bulging out of my head – I was tired, Joe was tired, I felt like crying, Joe was crying.  I attempted to put Joe down for a nap at one point.  I hopped on the treadmill, cranked up the speed, ran as fast as I could at a high incline… and was at least able to get a few minutes in before having to hop back off and take care of Joe.

In the end, we headed out across the street, making the most of the gorgeous weather while playing in the park.  I didn’t care that my hair was a mess, my workout clothes were still on, and Joe was in mismatched clothes – we needed to get out.

Joe had a blast.  I wasn’t able to take many photos of him – he was all over the place – but I did snap a few of him chewing on the lid to his water cup.  He’s cutting another tooth, so anything he can reach, he starts to chew.  Including the furniture.  Or random leaves lying on the ground.

I’m glad that we were able to spend time outside, soaking up some of these few remaining summer days.

I wish that the rest of the day was as sunny and relaxing, but the clouds did come back.  One particular cloud came via mail (I’ll bet you didn’t know that the NZ post delivered those, did you?): we were notified that our rent would be increasing.  I told myself that it didn’t matter – I want to move from our apartment regardless of what they do with the rent.  It would have been great if the rent had remained the same for the rest of our lease, but it’s only a few weeks’ increase once the 60 day notice period is up.

And speaking of ending, the day did finish on a high note.  I sent a text to Chris before he left the office.  It was a short message: bring chocolate.  Joe went to sleep at his usual time, and I was able to have a few bites of cocoa goodness to take the edge off.

Ahhh, chocolate… I’m forgetting my worries already.

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5 comments

  1. Laura says:

    Sorry you had a rough day! I’m sure you were exhausted but you’re an awesome mom to find energy to get out with Joe and squeeze in a run. Hope it’s a better week 🙂 thank goodness for chocolate (and wine haha)!

  2. Priscilla says:

    Aw I’m glad your day improved a bit! There’s nothing like a bit of chocolate and/or a hot shower and/or glass of wine after a rough day.

    p.s. how can they increase your rent before the lease is up? seems a bit crazy!

  3. Rachel says:

    Good for you for hitting the treadmill even though you were/are beat. You are stronger than I am…I said no to the run today. Hope you get caught up on the zzzz’s.

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