The One Where Labels Matter

Happy Monday, kids! It’s weekend recap time!

*happydancehappydancehappydance*

Friday night, Hulk and I had a date night. It was a special night, because we had reason to celebrate … I got a job!

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Cheers!

No more uncertainty (job-wise, anyway) on what I will do when my contract is over next month. Now that he’s working and I am once again gainfull employed as well, that is a huge burden lifted.

Anyway, we partied like rock stars Friday night.

And Saturday night.

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By Sunday, I was thoroughly, completely wiped.

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I, too, want to crawl under the couch cushions for a nap, Squish-Squish.

We lounged all day, maybe did a few chores, and were in bed by 8pm, where I studied for my test to try and make up for my study abandonment the last few days. I’m worried this will end up like my GMAT fail, where I did nothing until the last minute, crammed a bunch of algebra and geometry proofs the night before, and ended up with a less-than-satisfactory score. You can’t really FAIL the GMAT, but let’s just say I won’t be applying to Standford anytime soon. Anyway, you CAN fail the PMP, so I’m trying to take it a bit more seriously this time. A bit.

This morning, in usual form, my alarm blasted me up for my run at 5:15, at which time I turned off my alarm and went back to sleep. An hour and a half later, I then scrambled getting ready for work and cursing my laziness for screwing me out of another workout opportunity.

So breakfast was from the microwave this morning.

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Two scrambled eggs nuked for a minute or so, topped with hot sauce. I don’t know why hot sauce; it sounded good at the time. I hate hot sauce.

Then I cut up a peach and topped it with curry cinnamon and greek yogurt.

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So, the curry and the cinnamon are in WAY too similar jars in the cupboard. I usually grab the wrong one. Thanks to a tragic baked apple incident, I always double-check what I’m using nowadays.

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Tonight will be a mad “cramble” (cram + scramble) to get as much project management professional knowledge in my potato-like head as I can, and maybe get a run in somewhere. The only thing getting me through this week is knowing that it’s a short week – I’m flying to Minnesota to visit the family on Friday! 😀 I can’t wait to feel actual heat, reintroduce Squish to his relatives, and (of course) eat like I’m not coming back to food at home.

Toodles, until tomorrow!

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