I'm so greatful that I only had to work 2 days after I came back from New York before I got a couple of days off. In 45 minutes, it's my weekend (which consists of Monday and Tuesday). I'm so tired. *YAWN* I'm recovering pretty well from the trip - the blister on the bottom of my foot is attempting to heal, and I'm not too sore. I did go for a walk this morning in Irishtown Nature Park though, and while it was a short walk, I was still sore and hurting afterwards. God, these poor old bones and muscles. BUT, at least I got back out there and walked. Mr. 18-year-old-full-of-piss-and-vinegar apparantly spent the whole day in bed. LOL
Thank you to everyone who whised me happy birthday on FaceBook. I'm currently in the process of trying to thank all of you personally, but just incase I don't get to everyone, I wanted to say thanks here too. :) I had the best birthday I have ever had in my 31 years. Yep, 31. *gag* shhhhh, don't tell anyone, k?
So, keeping with the whole "holy eff I am out of shape as I learned when I walked around NYC for a week and it almost killed me", tomorrow I'm goign back to Irishtown park with Sherry (aka, my sister-in-law), and Jemma. It'll be a girl's morning out! :) I'm sure I'll have no problem gettign so sleep tonight when I get home, so I should be asleep by 4am, and hopefully up by 10am. I should be bright-eyed and busy-tailed at 10am tomorrow morning. I'll definately be making a coffee stop!
