Moving out the door!

Today we brought the CRV in to see what is wrong with it... well I knew there would be lots of things. I haven't had the car fixed in a while. Needless to say we have a big bill to pay for our car getting repaired, but it's less than buying another car, so keep on truckin' Curvy! (She's 12 years old!)

So I was stuck at home, literally, with my two boys. I was so tired too from the long trip up north still, but kept working around the house getting stuff done. At one point I noticed some kind of animal leg on the deck and glanced around looking for the body it must have been ripped from. Sure enough a furry pile resembling a racoon sat in the grass by the deck. This is animal number ?? that my dog Rocket has killed... numerous squirrels, a groundhog, and now a racoon. I don't know why rodents would even set foot in our backyard.

I waited until Brandon came home to remove the pungent smell from the backyard. He did just that and then took a shower and a nap with Owen. Logan was just itchin' to do something active so we filled up the sandbox with water (obviously there is no sand in the box) and bubbles and had a splashing fabulous time getting just soaked out on the deck. But then I was even more tired... so we went inside and I attempted a nap. Owen would not nap and just kept fussing and Logan would not go downstairs and just PLAY by himself for even five minutes. Brandon was working on this glass etching project for his friend's wedding so he had his hands full... but I just couldn't take it. I needed to get out of the house.

At 5:20pm I decided to bike to school. I live about six miles from my school and desperately needed to start getting my classroom into order. I chucked a frozen thing of milk on the counter and said, "I'm biking to school!" Brandon seemed to understand and said, "Okay!" and Logan cried about how he was going to miss me. The kid is such a sap, you gotta love him.

I got on my bike and awwwwwwwwwwww. It was such a nice release. I felt the burn in my legs and the wind on my face. I loved it! And every time I get on that bike I think of Australia and how I biked nearly 800 miles in 2 weeks there! I remind myself of the in shape fab girl I once was and try to ignore the sand bags bouncing over every bump!

I stayed at school for a solid hour organizing my room a bit and felt accomplished and biked home. I felt so happy when I got home. I think Owen even got cuter - and Brandon was making dinner.

Sometimes exercise saves your sanity!