As the house renovations draw to a conclusion, fiscally and physically; I can begin to start getting excited about the holiday. And to be honest it can’t come soon enough. The attempt to install a shower cubicle and retile the laundry has turned into the biggest nightmare of everything I’ve attempted to do, and none of it has been my fault! I’ve lost so much sleep over it during the last 3 weeks, I hope I will sleep more soundly before the end of the week as it’s close to finished!
Friday did not turn into a cycle to work… somehow I knew I was setting myself up for failure when I said it “would” happen. I had to wait until the tiler turned up to fix a problem, which on Saturday turned out not to be a problem; which has now since turned into a problem! (The list goes on and on). I also had to wait for the deck man to turn up to “discuss” his work with him; as it turns out I’m stuffed and he isn’t changing it! Friday was such a bad day from start to finish and by the end of the day all I wanted to do was go home and have a bourbon and see my kids. MGirl and I painted the final coat on a feature wall, the colour is awesome. We also undercoated some new plasterboard walls in readiness for colour. By 9pm we decided it was too late to start on anything else, even though we wanted more colour!!!
Saturday was an early start, up at 5am for a run with MGal. She wanted to “go flat” this morning, and I was happy just to have company so we headed out around the local area and ended up doing 14km+, with a few stops for water and toilets. MGal has a route that has a few drinking fountains and toilets along the way… perfect for not having to carry water. I still took my Camelbak, practice makes perfect?! I did ride my bike the few kms to her house and run complete, jumped on a pedaled home. The rest of the day was already allocated and after a quick shower I was off to a 2nd hand brick and paver place to find 3sqm of the terracotta paver I’d run short of for the deck. Then a quick trip to the bathroom supply store to return taps and a shower head I can’t use (because of the bathroom installation company), the dentist and the travel agent; I arrived back home at 12.45pm. Just enough time to make a sandwich and head out with CBoy to his baseball game, 45 minutes drive away.
Finally at about 2pm I got to sit down and shivered through the afternoon (it had turned windy) watching CBoy’s team thrash one of the close-to-the-top-of-the-table teams, 10-2. Home in time to cook dinner, while MGirl was studying for 3 exams this week and CBoy was chilling in front of the TV. I am getting good at dropping into bed before the kids these days and was out like a light by about 9.30pm.
Sunday started almost as early, up at 6am to leave at 7am for MGirl’s baseball game; at the same field as yesterday, 45 minutes away. Unfortunately MGirl’s team didn’t have a win, but we were home by lunch time which was nice. After a sandwich and making sure MGirl was in study mode, I headed out the back to lift some pavers around the pool in readiness for the pavers coming Monday to re-lay them. I thought it would only take me a couple of hours; 3 ½ hours later I was about half way through the area I was lifting and my back was killing me! I went inside for some Nurofen and a bourbon and dry! Just the trick, after sitting for about 20 minutes my back was feeling much better, and I went out for another 2 hours and got it finished. So all up about 5 1/2 hours of steady slow work… good for my core muscles and I was ready for bed by 8pm. Luckily we’d been given some leftover roast beef legs from CBoy’s work that day… so I didn’t have to cook either.
When I got up this morning my HR was higher, on 60bpm. Still pooped from the weekend I guess. I opted to walk FD#1 and hope to run for an hour tonight. With baseball training nights rescheduled, Monday night’s are now free. So a run and a good meal and another early night are on my agenda.
My name is Karen. I am a 43yo single mum of two awesome teenagers...no truly, they are. In my search (of late) for a bit of direction in my life, I have set myself a goal of competing in the Canadian Death Race in late July 2011. In my quest to do the improbable, I also want to raise funds for the Lung Foundation of Australia in honour of the memory of my mum, Kerry. I hope that you enjoy following my progress, and are able to contribute to a worthy cause!!
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