I did sort of find my center last night by doing something I haven't done in a while: attending a yoga class with Jen! We live south of Charlotte and while I love Y2Yoga, it's a hike for me to travel to, and is an especially big pain in the butt on a week night when I drive all the way home (gotta let my boy Clyde out!) and then have to turn around and drive all the way back to Charlotte (20-30 minutes). Therefore, I was pleasantly surprised to hear a new yoga studio opened up waaaaaay closer to home: Om Yoga. We took a hot class last night and I think it was just what my body wanted. The only other "workout" I've done since the marathon was taking Clyde on a long walk the other night, so this was definitely something to stretch those muscles and it felt great. I see many more yoga classes in my future now that this place is open and closer to home.
In other news, Greg is supposed to come home for the weekend tonight! It's contingent upon him catching a flight home (he flies standby), but we're optimistic that he will make it home and be able to hang out until Sunday afternoon when he has to go back to Houston. I haven't seen him in 18 days now, so I'm much looking forward to it, and I can tell Clyde is too. Clyde knows the word "Daddy" and gets this deranged look on his face with perked up ears when you say it and then lunges at your face. It's pretty hilarious.
Greg is about halfway through training, which is sort of a medium length version of what he had last time he trained on this plane (Boeing 737). They aren't giving him the full course, kind of an accelerated version, since he's had the full training and flown the plane before, but it's still fairly comprehensive since it's been 2 1/2 years since he's actually flown this particular plane. Anyway, his training is going well and my brainy hubby regularly aces his tests and simulators. My hubby is very book smart, even though I tease him all the time that he isn't "street smart" at all. We are kind of opposite in that way. I've never been a very good test taker, but I have a great memory when it comes to random useless information and where my keys are... that sort of thing. Greg couldn't find his head if it wasn't attached to his body half the time. He also can't remember plans we make to save his life. If I had a dime for every time he's asked me, "So when is your family coming to visit?" when I've told him over and over, I'd be a very rich woman. Here's hoping our kids get my "street smarts" and his book smarts.
Things I expect to happen this weekend while hubs is home:
- Christmas lights will be taken down. We still have icicle lights up on the front of the house because
we're white trash like thatGreg didn't have time to take them down before leaving.
- New dishwasher will get put in. Gosh I hope so anyway! We got a new dishwasher for Christmas (long story, but we've hated our old one even though it's only 4 years old because it does a crappy job and is LOUD so we got a new one) and Greg had planned on swapping the dishwashers out before leaving for Houston. Upon attempting to remove the old one and put the new one in, Greg realized that the old one had actually been WIRED into the the wall instead of plugged in to an outlet. Therefore, he is going to have to use some of his handy electrician-type skills to put the new one in, which will probably take some serious time. I've had the new dishwasher sitting in the kitchen for 19 days now. It's kind of taking up some space and I'd like to get it out of there, ya know??
- Greg will spend A LOT of time studying. Even though he's coming home, he's still technically in training and still has lots of studying to do. This means we probably won't do much fun stuff. But I'll still enjoy having him home!
- Hopefully Greg will hang my race medal holder.
- Possibly lunch with friends Sunday. Hopefully. If I can tear him away from the books.
- Lots of man/dog time between Greg and Clyde. For sure.
- Maybe I'll even get some attention too.