taking a chill pill

Chris left his laptop at home today, so here I am merrily typing away [squeal of glee inserted here]! I promised that I'd return in a better mood, and I'm ready to deliver.

This morning I went to work early to get a few things done before a meeting. Actually, the meeting was a tour of a currently unused school building that my school might move to next year. This would be a huge change! Basically we were touring the school, figuring out how things would be set up. It would be a great building for us because of its location and layout, and instead of sharing a building with administrative offices and other programs we would have our own school all to ourselves! The only issue is that the area we'd use for speech pathologists' offices is a wide open room that would have to be divided into offices with real walls. We don't know yet if that's possible.

I only worked a half day today, so I headed home after lunch and went for a run. My foot is still hurting. I can handle mid-distance runs, but I'm still not sure what will happen with the marathon. I'm also struggling with a classic case of taper paranoia. I'm now halfway through my two-week taper, and the combination of injury and much lower mileage is driving me a little batty. I think this is one reason I've been feeling so down. I'm hardly running at all! There's a constant battle in my head between reason and paranoid thoughts that I'm becoming obese and losing all my fitness. I know it's all in my head, but the rumors are true. Tapering really does mess with you!

By the time I was finished with a measly 3-mile run and a shower, I had just a little time to do a load of laundry, pick up the house, and do a little cleaning. I also prepped Celia's dinner so I wouldn't have to do it while wrangling her later on.

I have these things assembled for later tonight when Pita's in bed. A hot cup of tea and I'll really be in business.
Fall candle:

and a tv remote and a gloriously high stack of magazines, in preparation for a forced night of relaxation.

And yes, that is indeed a copy of the ballot questions for our November state elections. I'm really looking forward to reading it. I'm a big fat nerd (well, nerdy but not really fat, just feeling fat because I'm halfway through a taper :D ).

Izzy's ready for a night of leisure too.

You see, I have decided that at least until Tuesday when Dr. Dreamboat hands me my marathon fate, I will not worry about much of anything. I can't control my gimpy foot. I can't control my jerky new coordinator at work (but I can continue to harass her with constant emails- mwuahahaha). I can't change the fact that my laptop is dead and that I never see my husband because he's in his last year of business school. I can spend the evening reading, watching a little tv, having some Sleepytime tea, and looking forward to a nice weekend. Celia and I have a busy day tomorrow, and busy days are always fun with her. And, our town's Old Home Day is this weekend and that will be fun to take Celia to.