I’m a Monday person. I get up early, workout, get all my errands and chores done, make dinner, and feel like an all-around A+ wife, mom, and human being. Tuesday afternoon is when I start slacking. If you are looking for a meaningful post, that was yesterday. Right now, I’m just “taking a break” while the baby sleeps to post funny messages my sister sent me last week.
Remember the days when you ran without an iPod, figured out what your heart-rate was by feeling your pulse while looking at your watch, and thought an estimate time of your morning run time was good enough? Yeah, me neither.
Every time we leave Patch (with a dog walker or sitter), we come home to this:
No words needed:
Other texts my sister has sent me: