The day back after a long weekend is always the worst! People are hanging their heads extra low, there are 3x the amount of trips to the coffee machine, and nobody is smiling. I thought today was going to suck, especially after the three bags of trash and 2 boxes of recycling that I lugged down to the curb at 7:30am in 12 degree weather. How do 2 people create so much garbage? It really makes no sense at all. We have these friends who live in a town without trash pickup, and they like have to put their trash into their car and drive it to the dump… like what the hell? What the hell kind of shitty town is that? I would never live there because we’d never fit all of our trash into the biggest SUV on the planet, and I really don’t want to do that anyways – it’s gross.
To make today even better, I had to go to the dentist for a cleaning. This is like an adult dental office, unlike the “family dentistry” that I attended for 27 years of my life, and it’s been a pretty harsh wake up call. The Dentists don’t come in and say hello, the hygienists don’t chit chat about their kids, oh no, this is All Business. I got a lesson in flossing – apparently I’ve been doing it wrong my whole life. I need to replace another filling – the third one in 5 months, AND I need to have a consultation with the oral surgeon because girlfriend needs some fake teeth. Sigh. Implants, and not like the ones that make their money back in tips, like the kind that get drilled into your jaw. I’m a freak of nature and have 4 baby teeth in my mouth that are ready to take a hike, and I have a missing tooth that should also be replaced. Honest to God, you’d probably be like, “You have really gorgeous teeth though!” Yeah, seriously, sometimes things that look nice aren’t actually nice quality – this is like the Ikea effect… except it’s in my mouth. The awesome part will be the amount of recovery time I will need at home, the pain killers, and the sherbert. The un-awesome part will be the surgery, pain, the potential root canals, and inability to wipe my own drool but I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.
Speaking of drool…
I mean, a person might know that Laurie was quoting Mean Girls because all I do these days is wonder about carbs or you’re like me and you instantly google: is butter a carb? I laughed so hard at myself, I’m seriously losing it. This is what happens when I start to obsess over something, I start to slowly unwind and go insane. Also, while eating low carb, I sweat a Lot more working out… like it takes so little and I’ll be an instant water fall. I wonder if that’s normal?
Today’s workout was 35 minutes on the cross trainer (elliptical with the arms) and then an hour weights class. I felt really tired during the whole class and I just wanted to get home and eat dinner. Sometimes a girl just wants to eat. I found myself fantasizing about a pizza, and that’s when I knew that it was time to get home. I’m not sure if I’ll have time to workout tomorrow…eek.