My body was not used to actually waking up to Dan’s 4:15 am alarm clock, but I did it anyways because I knew once I finally fell back asleep I would need to get up. I wrote my blog, T25-ed, showered, got ready, and unloaded the dishwasher before the girls woke up.
My feet were not used to the dress shoes I wore, and even though they were flats and even though I sit at a desk for most of the day, I have a few new blisters.
My eyes were not used to staring at a computer screen for 8 hours straight and even though I was mostly deleting and sorting and reading emails, I had a headache by 11 am.
My brain was not used to the technical jargon associated with my job, and I had to re-read a few things and stop to think and ask a few questions.
My arms were not used to not holding my baby for so long and by the time I picked Cora up, they ached to hold her. I walked into Danielle’s living room to find everyone enjoying a dance party and a smile on Cora’s face, which I understand wasn’t always the case, but still so nice to see.
My body was not used to the pure exhaustion associated with waking up early, getting everyone out the door, working, getting everyone home, fed, and bathed, so even though the Royals were playing in the ALCS, I was asleep by 8:20.
We survived my first day back to work and I have an early client meeting today, so I am going to hit the ground running.