Ms Elizabeth's Journal, 26 March 2015

I came up with the perfect easter plan! Shoes!!! After my boss attempted to make me question my reasons for living, a teleconference with a CEO who forgot he was holding a mic, and then the boss making me question her sanity.. the co-worker and I went to the mall for lunch. And bought.. shoes! The preteen had been eyeballing a pair of gym shoes that were on clearance.. apparently she is the only one that sees seafoam blue and pink neon as attractive. Little man.. a pair of boots with laces and a zipper. He could zip them.. or he could tie them. He will probably want to tie them and ultimately lose the laces but he will get boots just like daddies only with a convenient I'm a child and my mom hates to tie my shoes zipper! I have now successfully filled 75% of their basket without any candy whatsoever. Woohoo.. it seems wrong on so many levels but they out number me, they're faster, I think sugar somehow possesses them and now it can't tempt me as much.

Now all I have to do is wait for the mud to disappear a little bit and I can start that 5K training app. I thought about it but the only place I really have to run where a dog won't chase me or cars can see me is down on the flat behind the barn. I figure this is 5k/hazard training. Plus.. hubby is spreading manure upwind at the moment so that should make me run faster to get away from the stench. That's my plan. Manure stink motivation and a mudslick trail of a road to maneuver. And.. the absolutely brilliant part of it all??? The barn will hide me from any neighbors or anyone just driving by. Because well.. I don't feel like jiggling in front of people plus I have a fear that the small town everyone knows everything about everyone talk will turn to the jiggle of my butt. It could happen.. you'd be amazed at what these people will talk about on a slow day.