Catching my breath

It was a very long week.  Good work, good vibes, but exhausting.

I had a full day today as well, didn't sleep much, but got up with hubby to walk him to the train station, which got me to a 2 hour workout. Whew, I needed it! Felt better, did a little grocery shopping, taught a lesson via Skype, and worked in the garden before it got too cold - glad the basil, mint, rosemary, kale and chives were good to harvest. Made some (a lot) of pesto to freeze, not sure if I'll toss the mint (there's a LOT more out there, it is a weed, after all!), set the rosemary to dry, put the chives in the fridge, and made kale chips with my girl. And consumed kale chips with my girl after a lovely spinach and salmon dinner.

She's up now doing homework - I had to take a Benadryl because it seems I have 2 spider bites on my calf. Itching like mad all day, but no way could I go through my day on an antihistamine without collapsing.

More construction all week - which means, even though I have a rehearsal tomorrow at 11am, I have to vacate the house after dropping my girl at school at 8am (they want to start at 7am but I had to put a note on the door, our lives are disrupted enough. I'm not a fan of showering at the gym, but I may just beg the staff to keep my equipment up front (which I just found out is more than anticipated), workout, shower and hope I don't catch some horrible foot disease, and haul all my crap to a 4 hour rehearsal before I get my girl and come back home - hopefully the construction will be done for the day. We have 4 more days of this hell. At the least. At least this will not be going on when I'm recovering from surgery - that would be an absolute nightmare!

I wish I had 2 days off before I leave the country for a short gig - but I don't. I have Tuesday off technically, but, they'll be doing work again. I'm going to see what they say - maybe I can do some paperwork if they can keep it down. This will continue through Thursday evening. Luckily, I'll be out of town for the last 2 days. And please, let them be done when I return. I feel bad for my daughter and husband, but it is what it is. I guess.

I think that antihistamine is starting to work. Stupid spider bites.

I have some stuff to do before I hit the sack, so I might as well do it!  One of the only things at this point that is propelling me to the finish line (other than the checks to be collected from said work) is the fact that as soon as I get back from that last gig I will have my surgery. Which means, sleep. But it's good to occupy my mind so much. I'm amazed that my anxiety isn't through the roof, but it has no time to climb that high!