…I’m freaking exhausted, and overwhelmed.
But I went to CrossFit this morning! So that was a great start to the day.
I’m cheerier on the front end of my day when I CrossFit in the mornings, but I turn into a major crank by the end because the 5 am wake-up call is rough.
This morning’s WOD, obviously, was some twisted super version of Fran. Thrusters I can do no problem, but I’m just generally hopeless at pull-ups. Today I did green band plus jumping. My plan to get better is that once I birth this fetus, I’ll magically be a pull-up champ because I’ll probably lose at least 20 pounds just from delivery. Right? How’s that for half-assed exercise goals?
It’s a busy time of year at work. So that wore me down. But I did get the check for Lucille 2 (sob) and we’re hitting the car dealership tomorrow.
The jury’s still out on what’s going to happen to Oscar, Tim’s car.
We don’t know if it’s going to be totaled yet or not. It’s almost 10 years old, so honestly, I’m hoping it is, but we’ll see. Please spitball in the comments as to whether you think it will be or not.
Also overwhelming: air conditioner repairman came today (fixed it, not a big deal), and negotiating a leak in our master bedroom sink.
Tonight, we are driving out to the other side of town to have dinner with Tim’s uncle and mom, who is in town for a bridal shower tomorrow. I was supposed to go the shower, but since we HAVE to buy me a car tomorrow (my rental coverage expires Tuesday!) I backed out. I’m dropping my gift off with my mother-in-law tonight to take on my behalf.
Oh, and the mother-in-law (who is really lovely, and wonderful, and would not judge me for a dirty house) is staying with us tomorrow night, and the house is a wreck. Also, overwhelming.
I laid down after the AC guy left and have not been able to get up off the couch since. Pregnancy is surprisingly draining. At the end of every day now, I already have sciatic pain on one side, and last night I had pretty fierce leg cramps by bedtime. I’m wiped! I thought being in good shape pre-pregnancy would help with this kind of stuff, but I’m already feeling the strain of the 10ish miscarriage/progesterone pounds and the 5 pregnancy pounds I’ve added since November. Oof.
What do you do when you’re overwhelmed?