spiderdust

Home, safe and sound. Just recovering from the vacation now.

It's nearly midnight, so it's time for me to be sleepy, pills or no pills.

I have a feeling that tomorrow will be... interesting. Saturdays at Trader Joe's always stress me out. If I ever go postal at work, it will be on a Saturday, guaranteed.

Well, maybe on a Monday morning, but a Saturday would be most likely.

At least I know the coffee will be made.

It's off to work I go.

I'm leaving the Flexeril at home & just relying on ibuprofen today. I've got a stool behind the counter that I can sit on from time to time, but I know my back's going to be pretty tired when I get home.

Tomorrow's going to be a tiring day too; Munchkin has a soccer class, then we head over to San Francisco's Aquarium By The Bay for a homeschooling field trip, and then I have an appointment in the city. After that, a quick (ha!) stock-up trip to Rainbow Grocery & then the drive home. We should arrive back at our place around 7pm or later. :(

There never seems to be enough time to slow down...

Since I was still lying awake in bed at 6am, watching the room get lighter and lighter, I decided to get up. At 1st I thought that I'd get an early & industrious start to my day, but my body seems to have other plans. *grump* As soon as I came into the living room, I started getting that someone-is-squeezing-my-chest feeling that I've been having lately, and had to sit down.

(And before anyone panics: no, I'm not having a heart attack. I think it's stress related & it usually passes fairly soon. Kinda bothersome though.)

I imagine the Munchkin will be up soon. I'll have to make her a nice breakfast. Maybe I'll take her for a walk later & then we can both take a nap this afternoon. Yeah... that sounds nice. I wonder if it will work? Young children have a way of altering plans. ;)