Just When I Think I Have My Life Together...

Several times today I found myself asking, "Is it really only Tuesday?" I hit up happy hour with some coworkers after school, and they said they were feeling the same way. On his way home from work, Terry said it feels like a Friday. I guess we're all dragging a bit, huh?

Terry spent last night in San Diego for work; in fact, he's spent about one night there each week for the last month or so. Of course I miss him when he's away, but his absence also emphasizes his importance around the house. We normally help each other out in the morning, for example: I cook breakfast, he feeds the cat; I make lunch, he packs it.

So today I left the house without putting away the cat food. And guess what scene I happened upon when I arrived home?

What'd I do?

Just in case I ever wanted to think I have my life together, I have myself to remind me that, in fact, I do not.

 I also made a salad that seemed like it would taste delicious: spinach, pecans, strawberries, peaches, and balsamic...but it was way too sweet or tangy or something. I think it would have been better with some blue cheese. Or a burger.

My most successful meal today was a smoothie. Goes to show you, huh?

Thank goodness the rest of the day--teaching, happy hour with coworkers, a lower body strength workout--went far more smoothly than those first missteps. Thank goodness tomorrow's the halfway point!