Hope you are well and not experiencing any headaches like those that seem to plague me for days upon days. Do you ever just flop down at the end of a day and just hit rewind and walk through your day? I do. Frequently. Do a little personal critique of the day’s small victories (if applicable) and the day’s miscues (which is usually a tidy little list). Sometimes I even have a song stuck in my head to give the playback a bit of a soundtrack. This post mortem of my day can last for hours. Sometimes it even spills over into my dreams (when I can sustain sleep for a Dixie cup portion of hours). Here is my yesterday…
Send text at 12:07am to Kristi…fall asleep.
Wake up 2:11am…roll over, find phone, read Kristi’s message and go back to sleep.
Wake up 2:22am…re-adjust and go back to sleep.
Wake up 2:26am…get up, recycle ingested liquids, lay back down and go to sleep.
Wake up 3:01am…listen to Candy the cat snoring for awhile…drift off to sleep.
Wake up 3:40am…mentally calculate how much time before I need to get up for work, close eyes…drift off.
Wake up 4:08am…notice battery is at 54% and note that I forgot to put the phone on the charger. Mentally say eff it. Fall back asleep.
Wake up 4:16am…
Wake up 4:49am…wonder if it just turned 4:49 or is on the cusp of turning 4:50. Close eyes when it does turn 4:50 many seconds later.
Wake up 5:00am…dismiss phone alarm…fall soundly back asleep.
Wake up 5:20am…duck alarm on phone is going off (back up alarm)…hit snooze…first time of four.
Downstairs Sadie the cat is calling out for attention. Finally get out of bed 6:03am, Candy the cat greets me with a prolonged meow-like sound and practices trying to trip me while I wake up Ayden for school. I prepare his breakfast, lay out his clothes and make his lunch for school. I give Sadie and Candy fresh water and fill up their respective food bowls and eyeball their litterboxes and decide they can wait one more day to be cleaned out. A quick check of the clock reveals that time has lurched forward to 6:20am. We need to leave in the next 15 minutes to give me a chance to get to work on time with the usual fighting against traffic on highways 55, 270 and 40.
After I grab a quick shower, I come out and Ayden has finished his breakfast and has gotten dressed in the clothes I’ve laid out. I get myself dressed (at work I realize I have forgotten to put on a belt) and we get out the door at 6:37am. Mr. Ayden is dropped off for his morning school activities just before 6:50am and I am on the road to play in traffic with various drivers who are in differing stages of alertness.
With some luck, I skate into work and arrive at my cubicle by 7:27am to start my workday. During the course of the next 8.5 hours I have a couple of small victories, which mostly amounts to having the answers people are looking for in a timely fashion. In achieving these victories, I have been guilty of consuming an energy drink and drinking a can of Sprite to supplement my caloric intake that included the likes of Combos (pretzel version), Old Wisconsin Turkey Sausage Snack Sticks and a chocolate covered chocolate chip granola breakfast bar. Dietary choices aside and not even delving into the restroom misadventures, it was a good work day.
The return drive along highways 40, 270 and 55 was relatively painless as I mentally unplugged for a bit to listen to volume 5 of the Dark Tower series on CD (By Stephen King). But I found my mind wandering and not absorbing the reader’s words, so I turned off the stereo and tried to mentally plot my timeline once I got to Kristi’s house. With traffic flowing nicely (along the path of the beam?), I arrived about 4:45pm. From there I greeted Kristi and Ayden and Candy and Sadie, then changed my clothes into what I was going to wear to softball later that night. Athletic pants and my Sports Stalkers t-shirt (blue) was the ensemble that I settled upon. Since Kristi and Ayden had already eaten (McDonald’s), I opted for making myself an egg sandwich. In the span of about three minutes, I fried up the two remaining eggs that were left in the fridge on the stovetop (note to self: purchase more eggs), placed the cooked results on two slices of white bread, added a little salt and then consumed the sandwich in its entirety using 11-12 bites.
As Kristi got ready for her shift at work (she is a nurse) I hung out with Ayden in the living room and tried to mentally reason with my lower back as to why it should stop sending jolts of pain in a radiating pattern. My internal logical arguments pretty much got ignored. Ayden worked on his reading prowess and sight word recognition with excellent results.
After Kristi departed for work, I indulged Ayden by playing one of my PS3 games (Dead Space) while he looked on. He is in the final days of being grounded due to a behavior anomaly and settled for being my advisor on what to do once necromorphs appeared (shoot them, stomp them!). After twenty minutes of play, the game data was saved and everyone put on their shoes (me and Ayden – the cats did not follow suit). We gathered up some snacks and his LeapPad for his entertainment once we would arrive at the River’s Edge Sports Complex in North County.
Once in the car, Ayden requested to hear the ‘two minute’ podcast that Jeremy and I did the night before. I corrected him that it was two hours, not two minutes. He shrugged and said, OK.
For the most part the 50+ minute drive along highway 55 to 270 to Lindbergh was uneventful. Both of us listened to the podcast and contemplated the deep symbolism that may unwittingly be buried in there. Ayden even laughed at a couple of exchanges as he latched onto a word or phrase he found amusing – one such word was “butt”. I wont give you a play by play of the podcast but if you like you can listen to it yourself on the Podbean site under Sports Stalkers.
Arriving on the premises of the River’s Edge Sports Complex accident-free, we both unbuckled and went inside. Ayden set up his command center behind our bench on the right side next to the arcade machines and such. My team warmed up on the ‘field’ after the previous games were completed. As has been the pattern with my team, we jumped out to a lead but gave it away in the last inning before having to settle for a tie in the first game. In the second game, we manufactured a small lead and again tried to give it away late but managed to hold on for a 3-1 win. It’s hard to quantify how well you hit in indoor softball. Overall I felt like I hit the ball hard every time except for my last at-bat but that was by design. I was 1 for 3 in both games. The first game my three AB’s went like this: single with RBI (to left), liner caught by the pitcher (after swinging and missing on the first pitch) and fielder’s choice on a ball off the net in right field (runner forced out at second). In the second game, in my first at-bat I hit a liner to the second baseman (for an out). My second AB resulted in a liner to the centerfielder (caught for an out). And in my third plate appearance with no outs and a runner on second, I hit a slap chopper towards second base. The goal here was two-fold: one try to advance the runner to third base and two beat out the throw to first. Both goals accomplished. This scenario in the bottom of the sixth inning led to our third run of the game and with the way the top of the seven unfolded, it was nice to have that cushion.
During the games, Ayden was munching snacks and pizza while slurping some bottled water. There really were no other kids for him to play with so he mostly played on his LeapPad tablet and he did orbit around a few of the spectators and players for a few minutes here and there. After our second game victory, Ayden came out onto the field for a short game of catch. We worked on how to catch a softball with no glove (as he didn’t want to use one). The other teams started filing in for the late games so it was time to round up our stuff and head back to the car and ultimately home. We resumed listening to the podcast in the car, and Ayden was asleep before 10pm (games ended about 9:45pm) once we were on the road.
The best time to be on highway 270 is about 10pm or later during the week as traffic is sparse and you can make good time. Once back at the house, Ayden got the world’s fastest bath and changed into his PJ’s. I think I heard him snoring about two minutes later. After some laundry duty and a necessary restroom trip…it was 11:20pm. I did a quick check of my banking app, sent Kristi a few update texts and then fed my dinos from the Jurassic World app. By this time it was midnight. I sent one final text to Kristi to announce the midnight time stamp and then put my phone down.
Then of course the above sleep pattern more or less repeated but that was technically a different day. 🙂
How ever your day or week is going along, I hope there are moments you look back on and smile…moreso than bringing up the frownyface mug.
Remember – just a few more days until April Fool’s Day! Start getting your jokes and gags ready!