It's a little past ten in the morning. I am sitting in the gym with my laptop researching fun Halloween treats to bring to my kid's class parties this Friday.
I am trying to get rid of the grumpiness that snuck up on me this morning.
It started with waking up in my cozy bed and realizing I needed to get out of bed, regardless of the still dark sky outside, the sun yet to rise and the steady drizzle coming down.
The normal craziness of trying to get our whole family ready and out the door ensued. Added to that was my poopy shoes. Yes, I am going to talk about poop again because I simply cannot get away from it. My running shoes found their way into some dog poo yesterday on my walk and it needed to be scraped or washed off this morning so I could step foot into the gym in which I now sit. It was as disgusting as you can imagine.
Then, a man decided to use the one machine I was waiting for... forever! I found HH and asked him what other machine I could use after venting that this man was using "my machine" for push ups, squats, shoulders. A lady in a nearby group class said- she can join us because we are all a bunch of whiners too.
Finally, I took a shower, enjoying the hot water wash over me. But, as I went to grab my towel, it dropped. Into a giant pool of water. A pool of other people's mixed up shower water. Ughh!
And it's only a little after ten...
and I am not a whiner!