There Was A Holiday This Weekend???
Monday, January 02, 2012
First off, I want to thank all of my SparkFriends (and some of their friends) for all of the love and support that I received over the last few days. And if I didn't respond to you personally, I apologize; I did try, but this fog I've been living in has just started to clear.
So my weekend recap goes a bit like this:
All Friday, I wished for a quiet place to hide at work in order to take a nap. I was so exhausted, yet I knew it would be a long night. DH attended the funeral with me (what a guy). I was flattered to find that members of her family (that I hadn't met) knew about me some. It was not the worst funeral that I'd been to, but one of the hardest. I had decided, prior to attending the funeral, that I would be in no shape or mood for my trial this weekend and I was going to scratch. Most of our friends felt the same. Once we all got together, we decided that not going would be a mistake and quite the opposite of what she'd want. We all agreed that we would go, wear pink and we would all do poorly together.
On Saturday, with about 3 hours of good sleep, I packed up B and we went to our trial. Everyone (including the judge) was in pink. Another friend brought halloween spray (for coloring pet hair) and any dog with a bit of white was turned pink. Because B has no white, he wore a pink ribbon bandanna. We were all tired and nobody seemed to have a stellar day...and it was a really long day (many, many runs). B managed to pull off a qualifying score in Jumpers, but majorly flopped our Standard and Gamblers runs. Between runs, we all shared stories about our friend and lamented about the funeral (the priest was old and lacked tact more than anything). As exhausted as we all were, the day was cathartic for us.
On Sunday, most people had more sleep and the runs were better. The Packer game played in one room and we played in another (checking in when we could). I tried my hand at Snooker and Pairs for the first time and placed first in both...we didn't even qualify in our other runs (Jumpers and Standard). When I got home, I unpacked and went to bed. It was the first time in more than a week that I got decent sleep. Someone also mentioned it was New Years...really? Huh.
Well, the holiday lent to the day off for me, today. I also took tomorrow off in order to take care of some household things (take down the tree, laundry and everything else that I've neglected last week).
Over Christmas, I ate well. I was not a saint, but I also did not overindulge. However, after I learned of my friend's passing on Monday...I didn't care. I ate whatever (when I actually felt like eating). I continued to track it all, but in all honesty, I didn't even look at the daily totals after I entered everything. Imagine my surprise on Sunday morning, when I learned that I had actually lost a pound. I am not too excited, as I keep losing and gaining the same 5 pounds (since May), I am just glad I didn't gain. I did make plans to run with another friend this Wednesday, so "big run" nights just might continue.
Again, I want to thank everyone for their love and support. I've learned so much and met so many wonderful people through my friend and in that, she will live on.