Stressed Out

Yes, that's a song title.

And, yes, I'm stressed out. Not only do I have to deal with my nerves regarding Chicago marathon, but I have to deal with getting everyone ready to travel (including Lola!), finish things up at work since I'll be out, and find the time to fit in my final runs. Ack!

Though, I have had some moments of serenity. Last night was the second meeting of my Beginning 5K group at Fleet Feet. These people freaking rock. They are so excited and wonderful. It also looks as though everyone in the group (all 27 of them) really seem to mesh. There's lots of laughing and smiling, which makes me happy too.

And, right this very minute, I'm watching my just-over-3-year old child write letters on his little white board. He's writing! Legible letters! And spelling! It's crazy.

I so wish I could just wiggle my nose and be at the finish line of Chicago. I am really looking forward to it, but at the same time, I'm so nervous. I don't ever really get nervous before races. But I've been so looking forward to this one, and now the weather is going to be hot and it may not go as I'd hoped, which makes me anxious. Ugh.

Well, I'll try to blog while I'm in Chicago. If not, you'll most definitely hear all about the race, and Keller's first plane ride, when I get back.

Happy running!

Sending Out An S.O.S.

I am working from home today, because Verizon is hooking up the FiOS TV as we speak! Isn't that fantastic? I can't wait to see it when it's all done.

I must say, the guy that's doing the install is extremely nice. Normally I don't like to be home alone when some strange service person is here. You know, because I fear getting raped and killed in my own home. But this person is nice. Wait...isn't that what they said about Ted Bundy? Ack!

Anyway, because we're supposedly getting FiOS, which would mean a new DVR, we've been trying to watch everything we've taped so we don't miss anything. I got through all the Grey's Anatomy last week. That was pretty good. Now I'm watching Lost. Or attempting to, anyway.

I don't understand this show! I think it's called Lost because that's how you feel when you watch it. I have made it through all the episodes now and my brain kind of hurts. There is just too much to keep track of, in different time periods, with too many people. It makes me feel dumb. Yet, I keep watching. What does that mean?

So, later today I have a conference with Keller's teacher. We have conferences every couple of months. I'm a little nervous about this. The last conference we had was very good. They said he was doing really well on all fronts and if we get him potty trained by the time he's 3, we can put him in the preschool. But then, a little while after that, they said he wasn't going to be moved to the preschool because he is behind in his writing. What? He's not even 3, what is he supposed to be writing? I must say, he drew a mean 6 on his chalkboard this morning. We even took a picture of it. Not bad for an almost 3-year old, huh? And he was holding his Clif Bar while writing. That's pretty good for anyone, let alone a little guy.

I guess that's all for now. Next time I post, I'll have stunning HD FiOS TV, with exceptional picture quality! One hopes, anyway!