Life's like this....

.... that's the way it is

I had THE BEST weekend.  I got to spend the better part of Saturday with my Beachbody family, refilling my resolve, determination and enthusiasm as I gained knowledge and enjoyed the company of some awesome, amazing, fun and inspirational people.  I followed that up with dinner with one of my best friends.  Did a lil' shopping, new shoes are always good, even if they're more cute and practical than pretty.

I got to hang out a little on Sunday with one of my other favorite people, enjoyed some beautiful weather, walked my dogs, pumped some iron.  There are very few things, aside from the company of two special gentlemen, one being my offspring and the other being...well...not....that could have made this weekend any better.

I like you the way you are
When we're drivin' in your car
and you're talking to me one on one

Then Monday hit.  And holy cow you guys...it tumbled down on me like a ton of bricks.  Broken, rough, spikey bricks.  That had recently been sprayed by skunk.

It started out with The Boy oversleeping, then announcing that his throat hurts "SOOOOOO BADDDDD MOM!!!!" and asking to stay home from school.

Chill out , what you yellin' for?

I caved. 

When I rolled my butt out of bed I realized it was a tad chillier in the house than normal.  Sho'nuf ye olde thermostat showed 64 when it was set on 68.

You're tryin' to be cool you look like a fool to me

Unfortunately it's not really cold enough today to make The Boy wish he had gone to school, but if it goes from 60 today to 10 tomorrow it would certainly not be the first time in the history of Cleveland weather.  So as undesirable as the bill is going to be, a guy will be working on it before the day is out.

Then I got word that a dear friend got some troubling medical news.

Life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break

and you take what you get...

I've learned the hard way to NEVER say "What NEXT!!".  The answer is never good.  But seriously...today sucks.

And you know, if I could just get out of my own head.  If I could only stop WORRYING about everything and everyone under the sun....nothing would turn out any differently.  

The guy I am oh so into, who I'm starting to think is not so into me....

promise me I'm never gonna find you fake it, no, no, no

....will either be or he will not.  

The furnace will either cost a fortune to get fixed or it will not.  My friend's health issue will be what it will be.  

The boy is either legitimately sick, in which case it's a sore throat and not the end of the world, or he is sitting on my back deck smoking pot and laughing at his gullible mother. 

You're watching your back like you can't relax

All of these things are going to turn out one way or another whether I worry about them or not. 

Why you have to go and make things so complicated?

So yeah, waah waaah waah....poor me.  

Focusing on the positive.  Tomorrow evening I get to go see the Cavs.  In a suite, for free, with my coworkers.  I've never been to a pro basketball game.   I'm pretty lucky there.  

Another positive....they're done effing with the time for another six months.  Because seriously, that shit pisses me off.

And there is still the wonder of Diet Coke in the world....

Today's lunch....chicken corn chowder & diet coke.

Chill out , what you yellin' for?