Monday had me hearing things like "I'm just gonna quickly nip to the loo." (I LOVE having a British co-worker), "You call EVERYBODY sweetpea!" (and yet you still smile when I do, little girl!),and "My dad is gonna trade in his Rolls Royce for an Alfa Romeo." (I wanted to kick this guy in the face ... he was up on the training level of the YMCA, running on an elliptical along the balcony, and having a shouted conversation with a lady down on the main floor. Pretentious ass face.)
Tuesday was paper work, paper work, paper work(!!!!) in the morning, oh and organizing toys I suppose. Buying a Happy Meal at McDonalds for lunch just so I could get a Hello Kitty toy. Almost getting lost, but managing to figure out which direction to go in the fork in the road at the very last - and I do mean last - second while driving through downtown to get to my afternoon shift (luckily, there was no traffic behind me ... I admittedly had to do some fancy maneuvering in reverse. Oops.).
Wednesday was full of nerves, slight breakthroughs, and awkward moments. I really would rather not elaborate too much on this. Just know that awkward day is awkward.
Thursday saw me with a split lip, bruised thigh, bruised shins, and a bruised pelvic bone. Sounds like I was assaulted, but nope, just a child going through an aggressive phase and using his head when I told him to not hit with his hands or feet. Creative, I suppose, but left me in a world of pain. Pretty sure if I had been a man, the hit to the groin would have been worse, but still ridiculously painful. Still managed to power through some errands after work, and go to dance class which effectively made my old knee injury flare up again and make my thighs burn the only way a Highland Fling can.
Friday was exhaustion ... and painful in a crampy, midsection-on-fire kind of way. Really didn't get very much done, but indulge in a 3 hour nap after lunch. :3
Today was another fairly lazy day simply explicable by a lack of motivation to do anything. However, I must allow myself this moment in vanity and say that I looked really pretty today. :) Why can't I look this good when I actually see people I'm going to be spending time with for more than an hour!?
Tomorrow I ship my Dad and Auntie back to the motherland. Yes, putting them in their own boxes and taking them to the FedEx loading docks at the airport. Just kidding, they get their own seats; albeit they have to sit with strangers and about 60 rows apart on the plane to Taipei and another couple dozen rows apart from Taipei to Manila. Oh well, I suppose. Knowing my dad he probably prefers sitting apart from his sister ... I think he wishes they were sitting closer than 60 rows apart, but definitely doesn't mind not sitting side-by-side. (And now you all know where I get my loner-ish tendencies from!)
