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Going going gone

My energy is failing, flagging, flying away. It waved to me and gave a little smirk. I was unable to give chase and so it is gone. /cry.

Despite this I managed to console the Orclette who apparently woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I offered her food, water, chocolate (she usually gets a bit as part of our morning routine), cuddling. She would have none of it. So she went to the other side of the room and flung herself tragically down upon the carpet. She would occasionally lift her head to see what I was doing and would burst into fake tears everytime she saw me reading. Eventually, however, she was coaxed into a better mood and we had a pleasant rest of the morning.

I also pulled out my Cathe Friedrich "Butts & Guts" dvd. I'm not able to do the guts portion and I can only do part of the butts portion. But wow-I'm already sore. A good sore-it's been awhile since I've done any lower-body work. After that I got onto my elliptical for a nice, slow, sedate, 20 minute workout. I'm counting down the days til I can push the heartrate again without worrying that I'm overheating child#2.

After all that my willpower ran out (because that's what I am currently running on) and the dishes, the vacuuming, and many of the rest of the chores that I really need to do went undone. Tomorrow is another day, however. And Monday my mom gets here and she will not let me recline on the couch all day. That's a good thing, really. I will appreciate her getting me up and moving after the fact. During the fact, possibly not ... we'll see.

Damm is doing well. His PT sessions are getting harder which has cheered him up-he was concerned that he would lose conditioning. He's doing well on other tests and inspections that they've had. Because of the lecture he got about security that he then passed on to me I'm not exactly sure what I'm allowed to say/not to say about his training. So I figure saying nothing is pretty much the best course. Other than generalities.

12 days til child #2's due date.

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