Good Weekend!

This weekend was EXACTLY what I needed after two weeks of busting my butt at work and being told I'm not working productively ("efficiently") enough.  I needed an escape from NB something awful,  and my man delivered.  He let me vent, then he distracted me, and then he made the frustration disappear.

God I love that man.

Date night dinner (complete with a Long Island Iced Tea), a movie, family reunion, 2 hours at the gun range, shopping at Kohls, take out pizza, catching up with an old friend, Church, lunch at his Grandmas (complete with 3 rounds of hide and go seek with his young cousins), a long Sunday nap, and a spaghetti dinner.... Excellent weekend (maybe not diet friendly, but I needed it).

I feel recharged, refreshed, and ready for the week. :D

 First two magazines emptied, and that was my target.

Not bad for 2 months without shooting! :D

Whaaaaaa? Sunday night already?!

Today was a rough day.  A day of non-stop responsibliities and requirements and meetings and gatherings.  From 5am until 8pm.  And it felt like for every good moment there was an awful moment. A 1:1 ratio of good to bad, which leads to a very trying and exhausting and draining day.  A day that leaves you feeling like a complete failure at life.  A day where even when you gave 110% of yourself wasn't enough for the rest of the world.  A day that makes you wish you were a better everything.  A day that makes you want to just sit on your bed and cry.

That's right.  A 26 year old having a tantrum in the style of a 2 year old.  I just wanted to return my "big girl panties" for my "Disney Princess Panties" and color and play in the back yard and not worry.

I didn't want to eat my "good food," so I ate crap between my good food meals.  I didn't want to invest in my Bible Study tonight and as a result I didn't benefit from it.  I didn't want to engage with anything at all, so I ignored calls from my fiance.  I didn't want to be bothered, so when I got disconnected on the phone from my Mom, I didn't call back.

Seriously.  I made my sucky day worse.

As much as I want to, I can't protest adulthood, because it's like that law of physics -- once it starts, it won't stop.

So tonight I'm putting myself to bed and tomorrow will be different.