We returned yesterday from our family vacation. It was fun, though not in the least bit relaxing. We swam in the pool, played on the beach, and walked up and down the boardwalk playing games and riding rides. Vacationing with a six year old isn't a rest because when you're six, what do you really need to relax from? My child will tell you how terribly taxing it is for him to have to get up and go to camp five days each week and play, but I'll tell you that it didn't stop him from playing the entire five days we were away. By the time we got him to sleep, progressively later each night, we were pretty beat ourselves.
So now it's back to business tomorrow. All of those "I'll take care of that after vacation" things are coming due.
First up, I need to plan out my trip for the Type A Parent Conference in September. I've had the emails about the schedule, the speakers, and a need to book my flight for weeks now, but I have been putting it off. As soon as I finish this post, that's next on my list. If you're planning to be there, let me know so we can meet up.
I also need to get my health goals back on track. I fell off the wagon HARD these last few weeks. As I type this, I'm eating cheese and crackers while drinking a soda. Tomorrow it's back to fruits and veggies, lean protein and sensible portions. No more soda, no more take out (except the last of that eggplant parm that I couldn't finish today from last night's dinner). The small things have been adding up and they've been giving me implied permission for some big cheats. Actually, things have been so bad lately that eating two pints of ice cream in two days is the norm and eating and orange for breakfast felt more like cheating.
I was going to get back to run/walking/training for my 5k but I dislocated my toe last week, mere hours before we left for the the beach, and now I'm not sure if I can. Actually, I know I can't tomorrow. I will be doing weights and very low impact for the near future. I did put my toe back where it belongs, but it hurts and I'm sure walking in the sand and for miles down the boardwalk didn't help it all last week. Before you tell me I should see a doctor, I am going for my annual physical (by annual I mean first in over two years) on Tuesday, so I'll see a specialist if she says I need to.
Also on the agenda are my writing and home projects which I hope to devote more time to. There isn't much to say about those. I'm trudging along at a snail's pace on the book and my house is currently a mess. This blog needs some serious attention, too.
Finally, I sort of dropped off the yeah write summer series - 31 days to build a better blog which I feel terrible about. I'm hoping to catch up on what I missed and at least practice some of the exercises, even if by the time I get to it everyone is already over it.
That's it for me for now. I'm going to go put my foot up and dig into my to-dos. At least for a few minutes until I have to get back to mom-life and then pass out somewhere around 8pm.