I didn’t actually go to the gym today. Oops. I didn’t go to the gym, but I wanted to go, so I am going to keep the title anyway. I mean, I kind of did a gym alternative, so, that counts for something, right?
Kyle worked overnight last night, and didn’t get home until 7:30 this morning. He then went straight to bed, and slept until 2:00 this afternoon, when he had to get ready to go back to work. He works 3-11:30 tonight, and won’t be home until after midnight, which means I will see him for a total of 30 seconds today.
Liam won’t see him at all.
This was the main reason I didn’t go to the gym today. I simply couldn’t. I’ve been feeling a little down today, for a whole mess of reasons, so when Liam asked to go to the park, I figured a walk was a nice alternative, and would do us both some good. However, it wasn’t nice at all. It was miserable. It was hot, and muggy, and there was an impromptu parade through town, thanks to the high school boys baseball team winning the championship, or something, so it was also loud. It was so, so loud.
Neither of us do well around parades.
We only stayed at the park for a little while, because we were getting eaten alive by bugs, and dinner time was creeping up on us. We left the park, and walked to Casey’s so Liam could have a slice of pizza, because he didn’t want to eat at Subway with me.
Of course, as soon as we sat down to eat at Subway, he told me he didn’t like his pizza, and kept stealing bites from my sub.
Kids, man. They’re little mooches. I somehow managed to save half of my sub for lunch tomorrow though, so that’s good. Normally, I inhale a footlong sub, and still have room for more. Ugh, I just reread that… moving on!
We were nearly home, when Liam asked me where his ball was. I looked in the stroller, and sure enough, it wasn’t there. We rushed back to the park, getting caught in a freakishly short summer rain shower, but his ball was nowhere to be found. Anywhere. Someone had taken it in the hour or so since we left.
He was inconsolable. It was his favorite ball. It was a small, rainbow ball, that his dad won for him from a prize grabber machine last year. He brings it to the park every time we go, and I hadn’t even noticed that he left it behind. I feel so guilty, because I was the one who told him to bring it. And now it’s gone.
I might be nearly as upset about it as he is. Why do people suck?
We’re home now, and I am hot and miserable, and kind of want to take a nap. Liam hasn’t spoken a word to me since we got home. He’s just sitting on the couch, looking so freaking sad. He’s going to bed soon, and then I’ll be a sad, lonely mess for the rest of the night.
I already want to go to bed. Is 7:30 too early for bed? Probably. Ugh. Fuck, I really wish I had friends. Just someone to sit around and hangout with. I’m a pretty shitty friend, though. There’s a reason I don’t have any.
Yeah. This definitely wasn’t the good day I needed it to be.
Thanks for reading. I know this wasn’t a gym blog whatsoever, but feel free to check out my previous #gymblogs, from when I actually did gym-like things.