Time Change Next Week
Another personal training session this morning. Ugh. But, in reality, I wish I could afford a personal trainer three times a week. She works me harder than I would myself. I tend to take it easy on me. It'll be good to know some other exercises to do besides the ones I was doing. Maybe I can workout my own plan for a month or so, and then switch it up.
The time changes next week. That's gonna be hard for me. But I like Daylight Savings TIme better than standard time. I like having more time in the evening to do things. And since Caleb has dug up my background—it look like a family of gophers, including aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents, moved in—I'll need lots of time to repair the damage he's done.
I wish I could retire—you know if I had enough money and everything.
Well, it's going to be a long day. So I better get moving.
