That kind of sums up my attitude today.
The only running I am going to be doing is running more errands. School, Christmas shopping, and grocery store. I normally get excited about the Christmas shopping, but this year I can't get into it. I do all the shopping for everyone, I do the idea searching, the hunting, the wrapping and delivering. I guess I would call myself a Grinch this year because I am sick of being the only one in my family to spread the holiday cheer.
My house was a disaster area and that made the morning routine into a screaming fest. Nobody had no clean clothes, the dishes where piled up, and there clutter everywhere. There is nothing more disheartening than waking up to a home that looks like it was bombed. I know what I will be doing all weekend.
I have been fighting off a cold for months. I have been taking vitamins and Airborne like crazy. I think my body is ready to give it up and just be sick. I woke up this morning with "sexy phlegm voice" and a smoker's cough. Like clockwork, the beginning stages of my annual upper respiratory infection has begun.
Preschool was a nightmare today. It was the weekly parent day and the kids' holiday party. I was is irritated with my oldest son. I am sure he was just excited about the party, but he seriously just did whatever the hell he wanted. He listened to no one and was literally bouncing off the walls. I felt like such a schmuck in front of all those other parents because he was so obnoxious. Military school looks good at this point.
These are the days I need the release of a good run the most. I am even considering running sick in the dark, sub-zero weather just for a little peace and quiet. But I am not going to, I am going to hand the kids off to my husband and pour a stiff drink.