You know, the one that ran over me, backed up, ran over me again, and then sideswiped me for good measure? No? Me neither, I was flat on my back with skid marks all over my psyche.
Seriously. The weekend kicked my ass. I don't know what is wrong with me, I used to be able to hang with the best of them and now, all it takes to send me scrambling for the ibuprofen is a couple of trips up and down the attic ladder; I may need a medical intervention.
On the bright side, my very busy weekend resulted in a fully decorated porch and a house that is 99% decked for the season (Christmas tree goes up tonight, finishing off the chore). I also had an enjoyable Girl's Night, complete with wine, cheese, and a good movie, I helped organize a photo shoot for the senior basketball boys, and I contributed a crockpot full of chili for the basketball team fundraiser at Saturday's scrimmages, which, I also attended while running back and forth to the hardware store to get my work done.
Huh. No wonder I feel like road kill.
Anyway, about those scrimmages; the boys did great! They played like, well, like a team! I honestly believe that this will be the boys' year to win, and, I don't mean just a few games (although, even one win would be a 100% improvement over the varsity record for the past three years). These boys could be contenders!
Today, I am using some of my PTO to relax and practice breathing out of my nose instead of through my mouth because, I somewhere along the line, I also caught a cold. Because, of course I did! Or, maybe this is just another consequence of getting hit by that truck.
I'm not ruling it out.