Permanent Damage

I think I may have done some permanent damage to my body on Super Bowl Sunday. Seriously. I have been dragging my ass ever since! I set my alarm for 6:30 this morning so I could get to the gym before work (as is my usual routine). I woke up at 8:45...apparently the crucial part of setting the alarm is actually making sure it is turned on! I never sleep in that late. I jumped out of bed and got ready quickly and got into the office before 10. It isn't like I have to be here at any particular time, but I have a ton to do today. I hate starts like this! Now I feel like crap and feel behind the 8 ball. I had to rework my day so now I am going to head to the gym in Ditchmond in a few minutes and get my workout in and then try to get out of here at a decent hour tonight to make hot yoga at 6.

We'll see how the plan goes considering Boss is in Oz and he is expecting me to work on his time zone. WTF? The demands were coming in fast and furious last night at 6pm. I was ready to strangle him! I will just work from home some tonight after yoga I suppose. I am working from home tomorrow, so I will workout whenever I please!

Who knew you could write 2 paragraphs on such banal shit?

For people who don't like to hear about certain girl things you may want to stop reading now. Here is the thing...I have an IUD. It is a form of birth control that I love. It is almost to get pregnant (unless it happens to fall out...not that I would know what that is like or anything!), you don't get a period and it is unintrusive and works for 5 years. Pretty amazing stuff. For those that are thinking...IUD ewwww...these aren't your mother's IUDs (2 words you probably didn't need to have put together!) the new ones on the market are awesome (no brass). Anyway, there is one small problem. No period means no idea where in your monthly cycle you are at. Even though there is no period there are still some slight PMS symptoms that show up. I just have no idea when this is going to happen. I am hoping that this is my monthly cycle time right now...otherwise I really do think Sunday ruined me a bit. I am lethargic and feeling a wee bit down and just kind of "leave me alone". If it doesn't pass by tomorrow I will know that a 12+ hour shift of drinking and other things is not a way for a 34 year old to pass a Sunday (notice that I am still not sure if this is a good or bad thing!)

So, I am off to the gym to try and lift my spirits and get rid of the belly I seem to have collected on Sunday (beer + wings + 2 types of fries + cheesy soup + more beer = FAT) I just had a thought though....maybe it is my time of the month and I am moody and bloated...not fat! Here's to wishing I am shedding an egg as we speak!