Every surface in my house is covered in either dust or dog hair due to my complete disregard for any and all housework over the last two weeks. Liv is napping, Kade’s watching some vintage “Caspar the Friendly Ghost” episodes, and instead of tackling the filth while I have a quiet hour or two, I’m sitting at my computer…I guess old habits die hard.

I’m taking a break from running for the week in an attempt to let my muscles heal. The plan is to attempt a few miles on Sunday just to see how it feels and go from there. I hope the wheels haven’t fallen off completely and I can ease back into the mileage. My priority right now, though, is to get my blood sugars in control, but basal rate testing totally sucks.

Thank goodness this is going to be a very low key, hang around the house, rake the leaves, watch football, make some chili, drink some wine, kind of weekend. The kids have totally noticed my lack of running and ask me every day if I’m going for a run. I’m guessing that they’ll be pretty ticked off when I’m a part of their Daddy’s home, Mama’s running, let’s get donuts, Saturday morning ritual. This is my first weekend in 4 months without a long run on the schedule…crazy.

Notice how my weekend plans don’t include cleaning. There’s always next week…