I’ve had intentions today, but haven’t found the motivation to follow through. My head hurts, my heart hurts, my back hurts, my gut hurts…but fuck it…all that hurt is a simple reward for being alive. I even smiled as I put a positive spin on that bit of nonsense.
Boy # 3 came in 42 out of 44, and he was pleased with that…he was just glad he wasn’t the last one. Not sure if him getting over a cold and using his inhaler as of late had anything to do with his results. I’m glad he had fun at the meet, and who knows maybe at the next one he will place higher.
I’ve been reading on and off today, can’t seem to stay focused on my book. I’m also listening to some of my favorite tracks on my playlist. Tomorrow is grocery shopping day and shoe shopping day….for the boys, not for me. Maybe I can hit two birds with one stone.