I got a fitbit yesterday. You can read the longer than needed twitter thread on why here.
C and I are taking a trip to DC and VA in May (I told you about that last week) and I am so excited. I may be over planning it, but I haven't had a night away from the kids since who knows when (definitely pre-February 2018) so can you blame me? I'm planning on buying new Costco tennis shoes for the trip!
In preparation for sing Hamilton, C and I are watching John Adams on HBO. This is for my sake, as he is already a walking US history book. My brain is currently saturated with the most history it ever has been. If only there was a show to correct my spelling and grammar.
I'm trying to eat healthier. I keep starting and then find more Christmas junk food OR eat four rice cakes in one sitting. I figure I'll work on the exercise now and the food when I'm done pumping in a few weeks.
I'm done pumping in just a few weeks. More like a month, but isn't that crazy? The first thing I'm going to do is go to bed at 9:00 p.m.
Speaking of our third born, he is our worst sleeper. It's still normal for him to wake up in the night. Just to say hi and then to refuse to go back to bed. Saturday night
In a book update, I've finished my first book of the year and am working on two more. One is a short story compilation by BJ Novak. I told Charles I wanted something different for Christmas that I normally wouldn't pick for myself (read, "British chick lit") and I'm quite happy with his selection.
In closing, today I walked to the bank to drop some money off for work (I wasn't depositing it, just dropping it off) and got an email that I had two books in at the library. Since I was just a block away and want the fitbit steps I decided to go pick them up. I didn't have my keys or wallet, but that's not an issue, because I have my 14 digit card number memorized and could just use the kiosk. But what I didn't have was a dollar ($0.30 was all I needed) to pay off my fine enough to be allowed to check the books out. So I called C, whose office is on the alley corner, and asked him if he could throw a dollar out the window so I could pick up my books (I didn't feel like going upstairs and had a meeting to get back to). Surprisingly, he agreed without a single, "I'M A PROFESSIONAL I CAN'T BE SEEN THROWING MONEY OUT THE WINDOW!" comments. Although he did want it to be from the back window, not the side. I collected the dollar and walked a block over the the library. Since I had to pay down the fine I had to go to an in-person check out. I told her I didn't have my card or ID, but I could tell her my number. She told me she wasn't supposed to check people out without their cards or IDs, so I offered to pay the fine and check out at the kiosk, but she said she'd do it. Probably because I knew my library card number. The end.
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