Sometimes it's hard to relax.
Lately, I've found myself in a down-trend, if you will. I don't have as much to do as I used to, and it's kind of hard to get used to. I feel a little guilty. I've done the 8-5, pick up the kids, make dinner, try to do what you can before bed, get up and do it all again, routine. I would have given my pinky for the routine I currently hold.
After a little treadmill action at the Y, this morning, I took my 5 and 3 year olds swimming. I didn't wok to terrible hard on my run...set it at an easy pace and watched some silly show on Sci-Fi about monster hunting. Burned a couple hundred of those pesky chocolate calories + the kids got some exercise, so that's good!
Upon leaving the gym I got a sad phone call. My sweet grandma passed away this morning. She's been on the decline for a while now, but it's still sad. I love my gramma. I will miss her. I'm super worried about my Mom. Here's a photo from about 10 years ago with the 4 generations. My gramma, Betty, my momma Judy, myself and little Alahnnah.
To every thing there is a season.
It's a good thing that I have a free masseur at my disposal for stressful times as these.
Have a happy Wednesday, all. And why don't you go ahead and call your Mom or Grannie? K?