Today is one of the days you are afraid of when you are looking toward your expansive belly at your day job. Sitting in a seat that draws a paycheck, you look at the shapes it creates and wonder. Is staying home really for me, will I be bored, will I get dressed, will I sustain on chicken nuggets alone?
Today is one of those days. It’s 2:20 and I’m in yoga pants, a t-shirt and a sweater sporting barbecue sauce from one failed attempt toward my nugget hole. Nathan is not eating said nuggets, mind you. They were from a kid’s frozen lunch that I bought for myself. Yum- something about the middle of the month and nuggets. And cookies, and yoga pants, and blah’s.
There are not many of these. But just now I was taking the dog out and he was headed toward the front yard when I realized the sauce and lack of bra and locked his leash. Am not going in the front yard.
On days like today I am torn. Do I get into gear or go with the flow? It can go either way really. But, I’m getting it together today. I cleaned the kitchen and folded a load of laundry, swept and dusted. I’m going to workout, take a shower and when the kid is up from his nap we will go to the park.
I know that staying home was the right choice. But I do laugh at myself when I realize that some days, no matter the overall effort, I look in the mirror and see my worst nightmare!