Here in the Real World
Click to viewI almost had a heart attack this morning, thinking of how much there is left to do, & that in 3 months, I will be ON a plane that is flying into London Heathrow. Passports need to be gotten, taxes need to be done & collected, room bookings need to be done, flights need to be paid off (along w/ those rooms), thousands of pounds need to be lost, & 16 banks need to be robbed ( Tyler I'll let you take on this burden)!
We've had an offer to go to Glasgow, along with the one to go to Bognor Regis. I have yet to google Bognor Regis and see what it's like... maybe I should do that.
My head is bogged up with total zen happiness & confusion & worries @ the same time.
I pulled something in my leg last night @ the gym - it hurts today but not nearly the way I thought it would. I think it is simply overpowered by the blister the size of Panama on my foot from the treadmill. I'm a walking disaster... But Tyler & I were definitly impressed with the amount of HOOOOOOOOOOTE boys there last night. Um, one was so Euro I almost died... We did weight training & I gagged when I struggled with 30 pounds on *ALMOST* every machine...
My pappaw made it thru surgery well, & I'm going to go see him tonight with Keith. I plan to spend some time with them both & then hand my w2's over to Keith, slap him on the back, & say, "Get to workin'." I need those tax dollars!!!
Ahhhhh well, I'm done.