So the gym and I are giving it another go, and as a bonus, I am crazy sore.
I know. I give up my time and energy and am rewarded with pain. Go figure.
I run myself a hot bath this morning, curlers in hair and oatmeal in hand, feeling like Queen Time Manager, with a little side of Multitask - getting ready for work while assuaging all my achy parts.
A few moments alone. It's nearly an Oprah-approved "ah!" moment or "me time" or what have you, when the dogs barge in, the one with the bulldozer head making way for the one with the bionic nose.
They sit, tub side, while I try to eat my breakfast, surrounded by Bionicles, Jack Sparrow - Action Figure! - and several dinosaurs from Lexi's 2000 paleontologist phase, grateful for this messy life of mine, royalty in the rubble.