I just heard the oven timer beep, signifying dinner being ready. Tuesday nights are always killer. It's been a long day, lots of schlepping kids from one place to another. Heavy emphasis on transportation to and from the dance studio.
I worked out with Kate today. Hours later, I went to scratch my head and my arm protested. It was an incredibly difficult routine, from the mountain climbers to the TRX planks, BOSU burpees and wall sit with bicep curls.
I checked all the boxes for things I wanted to do today. I didn't have a chance to return a phone call. The Toyota doesn't have BlueTooth and I don't need a ticket for using my phone while driving. That can wait for tomorrow.
I've sent a list of interview questions to one of the three women I'll be interviewing. I'm almost done with the second set of questions, but literally, sitting here and typing is making my arms hurt.
I am hoping to have the second set off tomorrow.
Found a twin-sized mattress for Bekah, so that's good. Didn't eat any food until about 6:45 PM--I need to work on that tomorrow.
Now I'm off to eat dinner, take some ibuprofen and read until I can't keep my eyes open anymore.
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