Normally, I am a morning person. This morning, not so much. So of course when things are not as they should be, a person should blog about it while drinking coffee. Never mind all that productive stuff like getting dressed, brushing teeth, and doing school.
I had big plans to get up earlier so that I would have time to read before the 3 circus performers were awake. Fail. It was so much easier to turn off the alarm and fall asleep to the sound of the rain. So instead I woke up to the sound of crying. Mmmm, much better than the Surfer's Groove alarm on my phone.
I had big plans to make pumpkin pancakes this morning. Circus Performer #1 wanted to help. Normally I am terrible about letting them "help" me because I am entirely too anal about such things, but I am making an effort to relax about that. After all, I don't want them to be 18 and not know how to cook. Halfway into the recipe, I realized I was following the WRONG RECIPE. So instead of pumpkin tasting pancakes, we had flour tasting pancakes. Yummy.
On to the workout. I think I might hate the peppy little blond leading me through the routine. NO ONE should be that excited about exercising, and what's the deal with her? Does she not need to breathe? I could seriously make it without her running commentary on the importance of Powerade. Breathe, woman, breathe. I also have Circus Performer #3 trying to sit on me when I do the ab exercises. I make it 18 out of the 30 minutes, put Circus Performer #3 down for a nap, and then feel the need to tell my blog all about it.
It just might turn out to be a wonderful day.
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