Yesterday was like a snow day for me, except there was no snow.  It was a really weird weather day with it pouring one minute, and sunny the next, all day long.  I never left the house!

Last week was a crazy-busy week, and I was exhausted by the time Friday rolled around.  My entire office moved from one building to another, and that consumed Monday thru Wednesday.  (Have I mentioned how much moving sucks, regardless of how far you are going?!).  What added to the charm of the move was the unfinished construction occuring in the new space, that is currently on-going.  Wednesday night I had the pleasure of attending middle school back-to-school night, so I had to find my way around to seven different classes in only 8 minutes between class.  I am happy to report that I made it to every class on time, much to the surprise of Big J.  Thursday night, I hosted one of my Bunco groups, and then collapsed on Friday after work.  I really tried to stay awake for the debates, but I just didn’t have it in me!

Saturday, CC, my husband, and I spent the day at the Home Show.  I had never attended anything like that before, but I had a good time.  CC loved visiting the candy dishes at all the booths, so she just ate her way thru the event.  It was worth it to keep her happy!   Saturday night, we hung with our friends, and whenever we get together, we always stay out past our bedtime.

So, needless to say, I slept in on Sunday morning, even though I suffered from the church guilts.  I actually had a dream before I woke up that someone from church called me at 7AM and grilled me on why I was not coming to church?  If that’s not a sign from God, I don’t know what is…

The majority of the day was spent in front of this very computer reconciling my checking account.  Can I just tell you how sore my butt was by the end of the day?!?  I guess that is my punishment for putting it off for so long.  As much as I like to stay on top of things like that, it just has not been a priority lately.  Every time I get behind, and then have to spend the marathon session to get caught up, I swear I will never let it happen again, but somehow, I can never keep my promise…what is it with me?  Do I just like to suffer?

Speaking of suffering…I have my annual check-up tomorrow.  YUCK!!!  I will hear the two words that I really dread, as I am sure most women feel the same…”SCOOT DOWN”.  My doctor will also tell me that I need to lose a few pounds…like I don’t already know that.  GREAT!  I am not looking forward to this at all, but at least it’s only once a year.  I would definitely prefer to reconcile the check book…