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I had a really weird day. Like, nothing weird happened, exactly, but it was a strange mix of getting things done and feeling like crap and not getting anything done at all.
I cleaned my living room and the front hallway (which... people who have not been to my house would not know how much of an accomplishment this is. It is huge.) and I got some laundry done and the recycling a little more under control. I also babysat my brother for a little while. And I folded a lot of laundry (which I suppose is part of the whole doing laundry thing, but I folded more laundry than I did.) And I vacuumed my room because it needed it. But I also spent like, an hour curled up in a ball with really nasty cramps, and I didn't do the things I said I would do today, because I was doing the things I just listed having done. I'm really tired.
In other news, the Tour is almost over! Tomorrow is the time trial, and then there's the last stage into Paris (which is ceremonial, so, it doesn't count as part of the race.) None of the three people I was rooting for have done as well as I would have liked, but they did do some pretty awesome stuff. (Lance Armstrong got dropped out of contention early on, Andy Schleck is finishing second instead of first, and Thor Hushovd lost the green jersey to Alejondro Petacci. Not that that means anything to anyone but me.)
I cleaned my living room and the front hallway (which... people who have not been to my house would not know how much of an accomplishment this is. It is huge.) and I got some laundry done and the recycling a little more under control. I also babysat my brother for a little while. And I folded a lot of laundry (which I suppose is part of the whole doing laundry thing, but I folded more laundry than I did.) And I vacuumed my room because it needed it. But I also spent like, an hour curled up in a ball with really nasty cramps, and I didn't do the things I said I would do today, because I was doing the things I just listed having done. I'm really tired.
In other news, the Tour is almost over! Tomorrow is the time trial, and then there's the last stage into Paris (which is ceremonial, so, it doesn't count as part of the race.) None of the three people I was rooting for have done as well as I would have liked, but they did do some pretty awesome stuff. (Lance Armstrong got dropped out of contention early on, Andy Schleck is finishing second instead of first, and Thor Hushovd lost the green jersey to Alejondro Petacci. Not that that means anything to anyone but me.)