Gosh my titles just keeping getting worse and worse. Work with me people, one day those creative juices will be coming at you but right now, as the title says, I am chugging along. (I won’t lie every time I wrote title I kept having to correct myself from writing titties, why oh why Alex)
Monday was a Monday. Can I trade for today to be the weekend? Oh, so it is going to be this kind of week isn’t it…
I would trade… the painfully slow workday. Holidays are a hit or miss for the running store. They refuse to have us do modified hours or *gasp* have the day off so instead we open for the full day. Man was it a brutal day. We had maybe four customers the whole seven hours I was there. However, it did create some bonding time for me and another coworker who I find freaking hilarious.
I wouldn’t trade… my coworker making yesterday at work fly by. Sure I woke up early to run while the world was still asleep. Sure I had to go to work while the streets were dead. Sure we had almost next to none customers. But still, this kid just made me laugh. We may or may not have bonded over the Price is Right or watch Harlem Shake videos…
I would trade…snap chat fails. I suck at snap chat. I really wish I could do them more often. I mean my sister sends me over four a day but I get so self conscious with self shots. Selfies are not my thing. Failure as a blogger right here. One day you may get a full shot of me that I took. One day.
I would not trade… cereal marshmallows. Guys, I found these for $1. Yes $1. My life is so freaking complete. Sorry to all you I hate sugar people but more for me. I am not ashamed of this obsession.
I would trade… a stressful week of meetings at work. When you are at work, doing what you do, just send some good vibes this way. I struggle to stand up for my needs so when intimidating people need ‘to talk’, I crack like egg on concrete. Just keep breathing.
I would not trade… my parents thinking of me. It is always nice to hear my mom say they are thinking of me, even if it is because they ate some funky food that they thought I would like or my dog is having tummy troubles. You see? My family loves me in some twisted way.
I would trade… my work schedule. Quality of life is a big thing. I work till almost 830 pm four days a week, the normal hours that a happy hour or get together would take place. All of which I miss. My friend is in town on Thursday but of course I am out at school in SE till 830 pm so we can’t get together. I need to remember this when I have my meetings.
I would not trade… an instant mood buster. Whether it is a group text rant or an email, they pull my head out of my ass and realize how good I have it. Instant smile.
I would trade… laundry. Gosh darn laundry. I swear I could house a family of sock elves with all the socks I have to wash each time I do it. If someone saw my load they would think I just wear socks. That is the one piece of clothing I always switch for runs so therefore I have usually over 20 pairs when I do a load. I’m a gross human, I know. Don’t tell my mom. But I did wash my snotty running gloves so there.
I would not trade… Best Body Bootcamp flexibility. I am starting phase 4 today rather than yesterday. I just decided to sleep an extra 15 minutes, conquer a 10 mile run and save another 9.5 miles with workout A for today. I love that you can just switch things around like that. I wonder what creepy people will be in the gym today.
I would trade… my lack of movie watching. I am dying to see the Perks of Being a Wallflower (favorite book) and Argo yet I can’t find a free night to get these on Redbox. One free night is all I ask for.
I would not trade.. throwback time. Because I had to.
I feel a little bit more prepared for Tuesday. Ask me this a few hours and that may change… But at least my beloved Pentatonix jumped on the Harlem Shake wagon
Questions: What would you trade this Tuesday? What wouldn’t you trade?