My Saturday

So how does an overworked, overstressed me get to spend my Saturday.

Well, I start with a 7a gym call where the recently discovered stair master kicked my big fat ass for 25 minutes. Then the treadmill called my name and finally the weights got a little bit of attention.

Breakfast at the local Town Topic and then off to work for the next 5 1/2 hours. Yes, I said work. Although, I got a lot done, I would have much rather been playing golf with my husband in drizzly 50 degree weather.

Then off to a wedding reception. We got to see some old friends, which was nice.

Tomorrow, I swear that I'm not getting out of my jammies and not leaving the house for nothing. I'm napping and may just be on the couch all day.