Speedwork. UGH. My least favorite running work out for sure. I went to the track at the junior high nearby.

Afterwards, I took Zevan to Hunter’s birthday party at Pump It Up (Zander changed his mind at the last minute and wanted to stay home with Dad). I took him on every inflatable doohickey. Very tiring. Especially since I hadn’t eaten. Pizza and ice cream cake for lunch.

Came home and napped with the boys. :sleep:

Try to call RCI to book timeshare week for Vegas. They were CLOSED. Stress level begins to rise.

Called around to Target stores to find the Portable Dual Screen DVD player that Doug’s mom wrote us a check for (THANK YOU, GRANDMA) so we could entertain them on our trip to Santa Fe next week.

Packed clothes and toys and wrote a bedtime routine out for my parents to follow. Boys are driving me crazy with general loudness. Worrying about how they are going to handle spending the night at my parents house bumps up my stress level.

Got in the car with the boys. Told Zander that I’m running late. He says, “What?! It’s going to rain!” “Oh, sweetie, I’m not going running. I am running late. It means I have a lot to do in very little time.” “Oh. (pause) When can we get ice cream?” Sigh.

Went to Target, bought the DVD player and miscellaneous items. Told the boys they MUST behave while we are in Target. They actually complied.

Dropped boys off at my parents house with my dad and McDonalds dinner.

Got home and had 20 minutes to get ready for mom’s night out. Briefly thought about bailing out.

Whoops. It’s naptime for Zevan. I’ll write more later.