Fridaaaay! This week has been a freaking doozy, y’all. Not bad, per se. Just unusual. I originally wanted to share a fun “day in the life” type post this week, because I haven’t done one since I changed jobs. Then all hell broke loose and I had two days that were unlike any typical day. I’m actually starting to wonder if I ever have those to begin with, or if I was lying to myself when I thought I had some sort of routine. I started off tracking Wednesday and then I ended up not getting home until 9:30 PM, and I was kind of embarrassed that I never made time for a workout. Then I tracked Thursday, so that I could redeem myself. Nope. Thursday was wild. I’ll get to that later, though. Let’s start at the beginning, shall we?
Wednesday – 7:30 AM
I woke up, showered, drank my coffee, ate breakfast, and even played on my phone before my little man got up. And I actually had to wake him up, because he decided he didn’t want to go to bed until midnight. He’s such a party animal. We were equally as nuts in the morning.
Wednesday – 8:00 AM
After I dropped him off at school, I stopped by Whole Foods for fruit and chocolate for the all day meeting I was heading into at work. I told the cashier it was my breakfast, but she didn’t even bat an eye.
Wednesday – 9:00 AM
Breakfast number two happened shortly thereafter. That cinnamon bagel was ridiculous. Panera, you impress me daily.
Wednesday – 12:00 PM
Before I knew it, it was time to break for lunch. Pass me the sugary salad, please. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fruit before noon.
Wednesday – Lost Track of the Time
Yeah, so at this point I’m not even really sure what happened when. Although I do know that I got chocolate from this cookie all over my white pants. It’s not that great of a look.
Wednesday – 6:30 PM
We headed straight from work to Bees Knees, which is like the best reward ever. I’m pretty sure one of literally everything on the menu was ordered.
Wednesday – 9:30 PM
I had big plans to work out when I got home, but that clearly didn’t happen. Bed, meet face.
Thursday – 7:00 AM
I woke up the next day ready to work out, eat less sugar, and just be an all-around boss. It started off well. I had veggies and eggs, coffee, and a multivitamin. I even drank some water. Yeah. Bring it, Thursday.
Thursday – 9:00 AM
I realized immediately that I should have had carbs or something at breakfast because I was starving two hours later. I ate a bunch of almonds and moved on with my life.
Thursday 11:30 AM
This is where things started going down hill. My coworker, Molly, brilliantly suggested that we go give blood. I told her I was terrified of needles, blood, and any kind of medical environment. I went anyway. I really and truly wanted to tackle my fears head-on. I mean, what could actually go wrong, right? We called everyone that declined to go with us wusses on the way out, which in retrospect was a terrible call.
Thursday 12:00 PM
We arrived at the blood center, and I felt like a million bucks. Needles? Blood? Whatever, I got this. I joked that I was going to pass out when it was my turn. We laughed. I signed up, got my free t-shirt and coupons, and headed to pre-screening. My blood pressure was good, my iron was fine, and they told me to hop up and head across the room.
I stood up and walked toward the line of chairs, but I started to veer off course. I got really hot, but I brushed it off because obviously no one is as tough and awesome as me. I made eye contact with a volunteer and mumbled that I probably shouldn’t be dizzy already. She tried to understand what I was saying, but I started to turn away… and scene.
I was out like a freaking light. I don’t remember anything after that but apparently I went down like plywood and tried to latch on to a lady giving blood on the way down. Nice. Real nice.
I woke up a few minutes later in the middle of the room, covered in ice packs, with my feet straight up in the air. Not embarrassing or awkward in the slightest. My first words were, “DID I JUST PASS OUT?” I’m an idiot. Apparently I’m the first person in history to pass out before giving blood.
Thursday 2:00 PM
I returned my t-shirt because I was too ashamed to keep it, but I still cashed in my “free sno cone” ticket. Then I chugged an orange juice and ate an Oreo cupcake. So much for watching my sugar intake that day. I had to go back to work without a cool bandage on my arm and without saving any lives. If anything, I slowed down the process for everyone else. But, I lived to tackle this fear another day.
Thursday 5:00 PM
After work, I picked up my boy and headed to Walgreens. According to him, we needed Play Doh and we needed it now.
Thursday 5:15 PM
Before I opened his new toys, I made him dinner. He requested carrots and apples. I am so impressed that he managed to eat better than I did, but I’m not surprised. He’s pretty smart. After he ate, he went to his grandparents to spend the night. He was jacked.
Thursday 6:30 PM
Ryne brought me dinner, because I totally played up the invalid card. I asked for a salad or cold sub. He brought a grilled wrap. He felt bad about it, so I pretended to be stoked. Unfortunately, it looked as if they coated the entire outside of the wrap with ranch dressing. Gross. I ate it anyway.
Thursday 8:00 PM
We went out to run some errands and this song came on. Clearly my luck was beginning to change. Pump it up, y’all.
Thursday 8:15 PM
And then I wasn’t as lucky as I thought. Oh well. It was worth a shot.
Thursday 9:00 PM
I could have worked out, I guess. But that seemed like a crazy idea at the time. Plus, Scandal was on.
Then I crashed for the second night in a row. Better luck next week? 😉