seven is supposed to be a lucky number...
Okay, I actually wish I had rabbit stuff to do. There is really not too much to do at life these days and I try to avoid it if possible. This was impossible today considering I haven't got any PAPS on the schedule today. Darn it.
I've already checked three out of the four rooms though, and it's only 10 am. I may have to find some sort of work to do! I do plan on going to the gym today though, so there's a little over an hour removed. I went yesterday and swam... I actually didn't like it very much. There was too much work involved in the process that wasn't swimming. I'd have to start bringing my own towel for one because the ramsey provided towel is too small and not very absorbent. then there's the showering and drying and dressing, which is all confounded by the towel problem. I am not brazen enough to walk through the locker room bare-ass naked with a towel over my arm like a few of the women in there, I don't even want anyone to see anything! I got weird looks when I toted my toweled self and my clothes to the toilet stalls, but I had to pee anyway so why not get two things done at once in privacy? I mean really. Oh well. It also doesn't help that I can't swim properly, I tried but it was useless I can only swim in my funny frog imitation swim. The crawl thing that everyone else does is beyond me, far beyond me! Sigh. Maybe I'll check out a kick board and just do legs the whole time, then people wouldn't have to see me fumble my way across the pool. Scott says they probably aren't watching me or caring if they do happen to see me, but I know the first lifeguard was watching. He probably thought I might drown, because he was watching me attempt to freestyle crawl like every one else.
Today is the seventh anniversary of the day I said "I guess so" to Scott. We aren't doing anything. In fact I'm rather cranky with him today so we'll be doing well if hugging happens. Hopefully a workout will change my mind set. Or you know I could find someone celebrating 4/20 and then I probably wouldn't care about the cranky any more.
I've already checked three out of the four rooms though, and it's only 10 am. I may have to find some sort of work to do! I do plan on going to the gym today though, so there's a little over an hour removed. I went yesterday and swam... I actually didn't like it very much. There was too much work involved in the process that wasn't swimming. I'd have to start bringing my own towel for one because the ramsey provided towel is too small and not very absorbent. then there's the showering and drying and dressing, which is all confounded by the towel problem. I am not brazen enough to walk through the locker room bare-ass naked with a towel over my arm like a few of the women in there, I don't even want anyone to see anything! I got weird looks when I toted my toweled self and my clothes to the toilet stalls, but I had to pee anyway so why not get two things done at once in privacy? I mean really. Oh well. It also doesn't help that I can't swim properly, I tried but it was useless I can only swim in my funny frog imitation swim. The crawl thing that everyone else does is beyond me, far beyond me! Sigh. Maybe I'll check out a kick board and just do legs the whole time, then people wouldn't have to see me fumble my way across the pool. Scott says they probably aren't watching me or caring if they do happen to see me, but I know the first lifeguard was watching. He probably thought I might drown, because he was watching me attempt to freestyle crawl like every one else.
Today is the seventh anniversary of the day I said "I guess so" to Scott. We aren't doing anything. In fact I'm rather cranky with him today so we'll be doing well if hugging happens. Hopefully a workout will change my mind set. Or you know I could find someone celebrating 4/20 and then I probably wouldn't care about the cranky any more.