Just when I thought I couldn't do one more night of seeing 2am

Friday night I volunteered at the club for a bit. I made it home shortly before 2 and fell asleep shortly after. Saturday I recerted my Healthcare Provider CPR (scored 96% on the test) and Saturday evening lapsedagnostic and I had a date evening and an invitation to a party. We saw 2 am that night as well. Sunday we had the family over for family-type birthday party for M's 6th birthday, and Sunday evening it was class time again.

So, there I was last night ... contemplating an early bedtime of 10pm and at 9:50 the phone rang. My client who had labored quite a bit about 10 or so days ago was *really* in labor. There was much hollering and crying in the background. So I leapt into a pair of jeans and headed out the door. I was keeping barely within the land-speed record on 95 South, but there was no issues. Anyway, I figured I was golden if I got stopped by the cops anyway, since my client's hubby is a local cop ;)

The baby arrived shortly before midnight - we had to do bit more than usual to bring her around, but she was fine. A baby girl 8lbs exactly with all the requisite fingers and toes. Mom, Dad, big brother and sister were all thrilled. However yet again, I saw 2am - actually even later than that. I almost pulled a veskrashen move of losing a car mirror on the way home. I did fine, but the drive home was a challenge. Tonight I am *definitely* getting in an early night.

Let's see - stat wise - I didn't get in any exercise this weekend, I did smoke 3 cigs on Friday night, 3 cigs on Sat night and 1 on Sunday. Food wise I was pretty good until yesterday, but I did give into the carb-rush of some chocolate oreo birthday cake.

This morning I had to sleep, so I haven't exercised today. I expect to work out tomorrow - and hit HH tomorrow night.

The joys of freakin' home ownership

Plunging every damn toliet when it backs up and clean up the over flow water *sigh* Oh, and then there's the subsequent laundry.