Sorry for leaving you all hanging this week. Its been really hectic lately. They've been keeping me busy at work with various projects. I have also been reading some cases and writing briefs for my night class. I promise I should have some interesting things for you to read this weekend, I have a tall and handsome guest that I'll be touring around the town with (Don't tell George.)
As a side note, I will vent a little and fill everyone in on something that has been bothering me all week. After a long day at work I come home, make dinner, do some homework and reading and then go to the gym in my building. I don't know when I missed the memo that the gym is apparently equivalent to a play ground for toddlers. Yes, a few residents of my building take their kids in the gym and let them run around like demons. So I am unable to use the equiptment that I want because there are kids crawling all over it. It wouldn't be so bad, except these children are not even being supervised. While mommy or daddy is over in the corner working out or in most cases just gossiping with neighbors, their children (and by children I mean 5 year olds) are playing on the treadmill. They jump and roll around on a moving treadmill. So I can't even focus on my workout because I feel like I have to babysit these kids because apparently no one else is. And when I got out a mat to do some floor exercises, one of the kids dove on top of it and screamed that it was her mat. So I got another one out and began exercising, and she was just staring at me and saying she could do it better. Well be my guest little one. My boyfriend would say I'm mean and that I hate children; I promise I don't hate children... I just want to enjoy my workout time.
ahh.. I feel better now.
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