I usually pop in on Mondays with a fun recap of our weekend, but this weekend was anything but fun. In fact, it was pretty dreadful. I hate to vent (because who wants to read a vent?!) but please… let me vent.
Wednesday – Experienced middle-of-the-night severe stomach pains.
Thursday – Realized that I actually dislocated a rib while hunching over due to said severe stomach pains (yes, apparently, you can do this).
Friday – Got my rib popped back into place (fun) and went home, only to discover that I was developing a breast infection. Never had one before – it sucked.
Saturday – Our air conditioning blew and temperatures upstairs climbed to 90 degrees.
Sunday – I suffered through the effects of a healing rib, a throbbing boob, and a million degree house.
I felt like I was getting nailed right and left with shitty things – and a lot of it was incredibly physically painful. I learned by Friday morning not to joke, “At least it can’t get any worse!” because apparently it could. THANK GOD for a husband who totally stepped up and entertained the kids and pets all weekend long while I tried to rest (as well as helpful friends and family who also pitched in).
So here’s what I’m thinking. This weekend was bad, but it really could’ve been worse, right? A lot worse. And now it’s Monday. A fresh start. A clean slate. After five days of moaning and groaning, sweating and complaining, and feeling like I was barely scrapping by, I’m ready for a more positive outlook. I’m not 100% yet in the slightest (this breast infection still sucks even though I’m medicated), but I’m thinking that things have to improve.
Goals for the Week:
Slowly resume exercise.
Eat something besides frozen pizza and cereal.
Get back on track with household chores and tasks.
Focus on the good. There’s so much good!
Like, for example, HENRY! Guess who celebrated his last day of ‘school’ on Friday? Here’s a comparison of Day 1 v. the Final Day:
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Hope your weekend was much better than mine!