Off Like a Herd of Turtles

I told Matt that I feel like this has been a week of false starts. Between this and that, it feels like some sort of franken-week, and like I haven’t really gotten anything accomplished.

Sunday night onto Monday morning I had some sort of super fun GI bug that left me pretty drained. I stayed home from work and basically slept the WHOLE DAY, just barely managing to accomplish a couple of things via email. By 5pm or so, I’d kind of rallied and I got up and we took the kids to their first swim lesson.

We signed them up for these super-intensive, super expensive lessons because a) they’re 3 and 5 and can hardly swim at all and b) we’re going on a cruise this summer and my wouldn’t it be nice if we could actually take advantage of the pools on the ship? and c) Mommy would like to sit back and read a novel and not worry about her precious ones drowning! Anyway, all said and done it’s about a 90 minute commitment 2 evenings a week, so non-trivial. In addition to that they have some weird rules about eating beforehand so (presumably) your kid won’t throw up in the pool.

So we did swim lessons (in driving snow) which actually went pretty well considering Ben’s paralyzing fear of the water. And then we came home and did the dinner thing and the homework thing and the kids went off to bed and I went for a run. Of course sleeping all day had screwed up my internal clock and I couldn’t fall asleep until way too late. Grrrr

Today I couldn’t get out of bed to go to the gym. And then I went off to work for a few hours which was super productive, but then I had to leave for my great aunt’s funeral and the family gathering afterward. It was simple and lovely and sad.

Then, of course, I hightailed it back home to change clothes and gather stuff and run out for swim lesson #2. This one, though an hour later, went even better. Ben actually seemed to enjoy himself by the end and made real progress with his backfloat. Tabby swam across the pool and dove for rings. The only problem was that since they can’t eat beforehand, we were all STARVING and so we all chowed down on Subway on the way home. My car will never be the same again.

So in two days I’ve spent about 3 hours doing swim lessons, spent not much more than double that at the office, and exactly 0 hours at the gym. On the plus side, the house is spotless and I’m pretty well rested. Trade offs.