Icky-Icky Phew-Phew

That was my week last week. For rizzle dizzle it was a hell of a drag shizzle. And it was a week I didn't seem coming, if that makes sense. I was coming off a great weekend with my BOFF and didn't have anything crazy planned during the week. Figured I'd be a lil tired Monday but then hit the week running, like normal.

But then the extra delay happened. That changed my 11pm arrival home to a 135am arrival to an airport and then an hour drive home for a 230am arrival to my bed. I was lucky enough that my boss allowed me to work from home, but I realized that I had indeed lost my kindle on my trip. No idea where because I didn't use it the entire trip, which is baffling to me.

Alright, losing something stinks, but that's not a huge deal. Then came two work days full of crazy ish because of a downstream team. Meaning stuff wasn't getting done the way it should be but there wasn't anything I could do about it, which is uber frustrating, right? That coupled with some not good sleep nights which made me cranky so I started picking at those closet to me which is NOT the way it's suppose to be but we all know it happens.

I tried to pull myself out of it, with funny blog posts, treats after dinners and I skipped every morning workout to try and recharge. But, it seems as last week was my quick sand week. As soon as I started to move I dealt with a really bad soccer game where I was part of the play where the other team scored. Are there more important things is in life than coed soccer games, HECK YES! But, it's never fun being that person especially when you're just a sub.

So we finally made it to Friday and I was one day away from the weekend and the straw broke the camel's back. Someone stole my cleats, my brand new cleats at the sportsplex. I was livid and soooo upset because I'm not normally the lose it kind of girl, but a kindle and cleats in one week, yeah not cool. I lost it when I got home and just cried in the shower. I knew it was silly to be so upset, but it just felt like one thing after another after another and I just could get out of the quicksand that was my week. I crashed out in bed and slept for almost ten hours which was awesome.

Saturday finally brought back the sunshine thanks to some gorgeous weather and a wonderful date night with my husband. It was an impromptu night out and full of delicious food and that really helped put me back into my normal pink mindset.

We took a fun walk after dinner to B&N and I found some fun books. Does anyone remember Little Women? One of my all-time favorite books growing up. I'm adding the other two to my reading list.

Sunday was another great day that helped pull me back to normal, part of it stemmed from the twelve hours of sleep I accrued which was glorious. It is amazing how much more human I feel after a lot of sleep [mamas out there I applaud you… I don't know how you do it, muah]. I also was able to get to Dick's Sporting goods and found some new indoor cleats in time for my game on Sunday night.

Originally I was just going to post about my weekend and not acknowledge the disaster that was last week. Because, honestly, who wants to read about the drama in my life? Especially when it wasn't anything major nor was anything significantly wrong. But, that just felt off to me. And, I honestly had no desire to try and craft a happy post on Sunday. I wanted to just enjoy the day and sleep after my soccer game. So, this is me. Real and raw and today just a bit dramafied.

Before you go, happy Cinco de Mayo! Le Husband and I celebrated on Sunday at our favorite Mexican restaurant with a fabulous mariachi band. Truly a great ending to a not so great week. I still think I'll have a margarita tonight, who's with me?!? I hope you have a great day.