Getting Back Into the Groove

By the end of the week, I was able to stay till 4pm at work, tired and a little frazzled but feeling more with it. I still am exhausted by the time work winds down but owing to the fact that I have lots to do at work makes to punch through the day.

I realized Thursday evening that my car tags were going to expire Monday evening so I had planned on getting up early Friday to run through MARTA and then spend my lunch hour standing in line to get my new stickers. The only problem was I had somehow thrown out my renewal papers. I figured that since I still had last year’s registration papers, that I could use that. Of course, then I remembered that it was 10 bucks to go through MARTA and they only accepted cash. So off I went to Kroger Friday morning to buy some gum, hit cash back and then do my Starbucks run. Once I was settled into my car, with the cash and yummy Starbucks, I realized it was trying to rain which meant only one thing, people would be clogging up the interstate scared that the rain might impair their driving.

Sure enough I hit the bottom of the hill leading to the on ramp and the interstate was at a dead standstill. Umm, really? I realize that it is barely sprinkling but that shouldn’t stop the flow of traffic. So I trounced on to Charlotte, knowing that I could hit back roads and hopefully make it to my destination before 100 cars showed up. Well, there was a wait but I was only behind three cars and then I noticed the sign. . .they now take debit/credit cards. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I could have saved about five minutes had I known that.

Off I went after passing the inspection, picked up a copy order for a project and finally made it to the office at 8:15. . .45 minutes later than I normally get there but hey, I am still trying to get back into my routine, so I was thankful that I got there then considering what I had to accomplish.

Lunch time I headed out to get the stickers. My once, quiet, no one knew about spot to renew tags is now all the rage. I stood in line for over thirty minutes (not good for someone who has been gutted recently via surgery) until I got to go into the office to pay the county for gracing them with the presence of my car. How I miss having my car registered back home. For the cost I pay now, I paid a little less WITH a specialty tag back home. After purchasing my new stickers (that I have yet to put on my tag) I ran to get food and then back to the office to try and actually get some much needed spreadsheets completed.

Friday evenings are fairly boring around here. I tend to sit and watch tv, surf the net and contemplate dinner. I wasn’t that hungry but the thought of wings did me in and off I went to pick some up. I figured this was going to be another hermit like weekend and I could snack on my to go order throughout the weekend.

Since my wonderful doctor finally gave his blessing that I could get back into the pool, I knew that at some point I wanted to hit the pool. I am always pale but if I can get some sun, it tends to make it less scary looking. Plus, I had an eczema outbreak last weekend and was hoping between the lotion, Benedryl and possibly sun and chlorine, that maybe just maybe I could look less like a freak.

I did hit the pool both days, both times were only for a couple of hours, but the sun did me some good and it felt great doing something so normal as opposed to sitting in my apartment all day long. The best part? Today I am out by my pool, reading and this guy walks in through the front gate. But the weird thing was that he was dressed in a tshirt and a towel wrapped around his waist. Umm, okay. But then it all started to make sense once he got to his chair. Off came the shirt, then the towel and then OH MY GOODNESS, the guy has on a little bity black SPEEDO! Yes, ladies and gentleman, a guy that is probably younger them me comes to the pool dressed in his Speedo finest. Then after sitting there for all of three minutes, gets up, wraps the towel back around him, puts the shirt back on and leaves. HUH? Whatever, it was comical looking at him and his package in all their glory. I tell you, the characters that live here make me giggle. Sure, my body probably should not be sporting a two piece but it isn’t that bad. Well, right now it is because the bloat is still there. I don’t know how to make it go away.

Oh and yesterday, I tripped on over to Franklin to hang by the pool with Marti. I could tell my belly wasn’t feeling it because I didn’t have something supporting it but it felt so good to be poolside and get a bit of sun. Plus, anytime I am with Marti I am guaranteed a fun time. As I was heading back home, listening to an eighties weekend on local radio I smiled. Def Leppard, always good. Photograph, even better since I think that was when I first fell for them, watching them on MTV. The next song. . .Iron Maiden, Run to the Hills. . .one of the boy’s favorite bands. I must be a glutton for punishment because just the day before I was inundated with specialty tags and stickers for his college. Stop the madness please!!!!

I am getting back into the groove and am thankful that the dazed and confused portion of the program is finally going away. Now if I could only catch up with my work I would be doing well. But, hey I can’t have everything right?


What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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