I didn't run yesterday.
I had so much work to catch up on after the holiday plus Ina's party, and even though I started at 4:30 am, when it came time to meet Kim at 6:30, I was nowhere near finished So, I had to cancel, which I absolutely hate to do.
I had big plans to run when I got home from work, but my early morning wake-up plus a hectic day, plus singing Happy Birthday to Ina hundreds of times really wore me out, so I went to bed at 8.
Apparently the weekend wore Ina out too - Danielle sent me this over lunchtime.
Ha! That has never happened before. Poor girl!
When we were home she continued to wear herself out by climbing through the opening between our living room and kitchen to snag a bite of the watermelon I was cutting up.
Her little booty hanging in the air cracks me up.
(Don't worry, Dan was on the other side.)
I was also emotionally exhausted yesterday. A friend who was very close to our family for a long time died on Sunday at the Chiefs game. He was 30 years old. He has a 7 week old baby. The cause isn't quite clear yet, and it seems many aspects are still under investigation. My heart is broken for his family and I cannot imagine what they are going through. I also haven't spoken to him recently, but the person I did know was a great guy and will be missed.
This is definitely a reminder of how fragile life is. You better believe that I hugged Ina and Dan a little tighter yesterday.