This has been my hardest week at work to date. Football season is almost upon us (the first home came is August 31st, which, as everyone should note, is a Thursday) and this makes everyone crazy at work. My brain is warped from trying to find top prospects n certain areas…I did not realize how twisted my thoughts could get when trying to prioritize all the different ways one can be wealthy and inclined to give.
So it’s Saturday and I really can’t be bothered to leave the house. Perhaps it’s because the outside world feels like a sauna. I did go running today, though. Grandpa, to answer your question, I’m trying to ease into running. I go to the track and warm up with walking, and then alternate one lap jogging, one lap walking. However, I’m still sore from my yoga, so it was difficult today.
My motivation is low. I’m on my own this weekend, and although there is plenty to do, none of it captures my interest at this moment. I don’t want to unpack the boxes in the hallway or rearrange the clothes in the closet. I have a bowl of fruits and veggies and ideas for dinner, but it’s way too hot for me to even contemplate creating something. My free cable is still going, but of course there’s nothing on…they assume that all people have lives on Saturday for some odd reason.
Instead, I think I’ll sit with my InStyle magazine for awhile, picking out things for when I return to civilization and can shop for clothes. Then it’s bath and the lovely white wine in the fridge and maybe a movie. Anything that keeps me out of the sauna.
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