I Wanted To Work Out.

But instead... oh, instead folks... I argued (yelled) with one of my instructors for an hour over the phone.

WHY DID I DO THAT?????? (yes, that's me yelling, wide-eyed, hands pulling hair out)

In retrospect, I should have just told her that I'm the boss and what I say goes.

But I didn't. Nope. Didn't do that. Should have.

And now? Let me just say that the left-over strawberry rhubarb crisp has got to go. Because a mama/business owner that has spent the last two days poisoning ants, taking care of two small children and one sick husband and trying to fit 7 instructors into 21 classes- all with no laptop available to upload pictures of happier times, no work-out since last Friday and no appropriate skin care regiment - could eat a whole pan of it all by herself.

Hmph.