Bad Blogger.

I really want to tell you interesting things. I mean other than that “I'm really really freaking busy.” But I think my day was vaguely interesting, so you get to relive it with me.

• Woke up to alarm and promptly hit snooze and went back to sleep.
• Went to work. Had safety committe meeting where we talked about hot aerobics instructors (not kidding) amongst other things.
• Next 2ish hours are a blur of email, voicemail, snail mail and plain ol' talking to people.
• Headed out to birthday lunch with officemates at TGI Fridays.
• Went to jobsite where we are building a *huge* fire/rescue training facility. Got the VIP tour complete with orange vest. Wore Crocs on site … spent whole time watching for nails. Very interesting though.
• Went back to office, had hour + conference call with software vendor. Banged head against desk in frustration.
• Zoooomed out of the office and towards home, stopping by Target on my way to pick up misc. groceries.
• Raced inside and changed into workout clothes while Matt put away groceries.
• Picked up Tabby, hit the gym for cardio kick-boxing (Tabby played in nursery).
• Went home, made dinner for us and started on dinner for a coworker (who is going thru chemo) and his family to be delivered tomorrow.
• Ate dinner.
• Raced off to do my “before” assessement for bootcamp.
• Am in the “good to very good” range for everything from body fat percentage, visceral fat, hydration, etc. Yay me.
• Hit the grocery store on the way home to get more lemons because at 4 PM, 1 cup apparently looked like 1/4 cup to me.
• Came home, finished dinner for friends and baked a dessert (Matt helped, thank goodness).
• Cleaned kitchen because I'm slightly OC.
• Finally sat down.
• Wrote this incredibly fascinating post.

No. You can't have the last 2 minutes of your life back. Sorry.