Every other week I have to work 12 hours on Monday. Yesterday was my first 12 hour Monday, in my new healthier lifestyle. My day was just. just. typical for a 12 hour day.
I had two submission deadlines. check. check. I had to do my paperwork for travel reiumbursement. check. I had to turn in said paperwork. fail. I had to teach two classes. fail. fail. (The plan was to watch a film that would encorporate all these ideas/images to create experiential learning blah blah blah, and we could hear all the background noise, but none of the actors. So a week in, I am 1/2 week behind. awesome. ) Attend two student group meetings. check. check.
At 7:30 last night I NEEDED nachos, pajamas and bed. Instead, I went with the gym, pasta with veggies, pajamas and bed. So, healthy lifestyle on a crappy day? check.
That was yesterday, now today is happening. Mr. P got a promotion last month, and it was announced firmwide at a staff meeting on Friday (while Mr. P was on vacay). As an extra kudos, his firm gave him the company credit card to take me to our local fine dining place. ugh. I just fought the battle of uber rich, yummy food. I don't want to do it again. So, I had a brilliant idea. Why don't we just go eat at Panera, then ask the firm to donate $50 to our local food bank. Right?
So when I met up with Mr. P at the gym last night, he told me he had gotten us reservations at our local fancy, schmancy and I did not have the heart to take it away from him. My failures in the past should not interfere with his just rewards. This is a fun thing for him, he is so proud to take me out on the company dime, and to make it about me is very typically me.
I am not going to do that to him. If in fact, I am taking on a new lifestyle, then I can't avoid life, whether it be 12 hour days, or fancy dinner, or taking a trip to visit my sister in the place where God invented pizza. I just have to suck it up and figure out how. to. deal.
So tonight I am going on a date. We are going out for a nice romantic dinner to celebrate Mr. P's hard work and success. Then, if we are done in time, I might even suggest a movie where they keep the popcorn and the candy and such. Or maybe we will just come home, put on the pajamas and watch the first round of American Idol on Tivo.