5 minute rant
I was on another blog and read the 5-minute rant she had written. Brilliant. I think I need one right now.
Ready, steady, go.
I woke up this morning to read a message that my 7am class was canceled. I was pissed and sent off a curt OK. Not the "go back to sleep" type, I dragged myself out and made some tea. Mulling over my chai, I reasoned with myself. At least they're informing me. Imagine having to drive out there and then finding out that noone has shown up? Arrgh. The thing is that this class has been behaving rather dodgy. On again, Off again. So it's been a bit of a thorn in my, er, foot.
My mother joins me. Something about how I should work in the family business. Really mom, not now. "I wish my children had more stable jobs. Why don't you look into an MBA from Harvard like your friend?". Really mom, not now.
Took a deep breath (held it for 5) and felt better. I sent off a more polite message.
But you know what? I'm still pissed. It's unfortunately set the tone for my day. I had a shitty practice this morning. I kept losing my balance, falling over. A clear indication of the state that I am in.
My 5 minutes are up, but I'll take another 2 as my sis-in-law chose to interrupt. Something about some bulb somewhere. Really, not important.
My bloody Nokia is acting up. You pay so much for a fancy phone and look what you get. Grumble grumble.
I'm looking forward to teaching some power-packed yoga this evening. Kick some ass. Sweat it out.
Done.
Ready, steady, go.
I woke up this morning to read a message that my 7am class was canceled. I was pissed and sent off a curt OK. Not the "go back to sleep" type, I dragged myself out and made some tea. Mulling over my chai, I reasoned with myself. At least they're informing me. Imagine having to drive out there and then finding out that noone has shown up? Arrgh. The thing is that this class has been behaving rather dodgy. On again, Off again. So it's been a bit of a thorn in my, er, foot.
My mother joins me. Something about how I should work in the family business. Really mom, not now. "I wish my children had more stable jobs. Why don't you look into an MBA from Harvard like your friend?". Really mom, not now.
Took a deep breath (held it for 5) and felt better. I sent off a more polite message.
But you know what? I'm still pissed. It's unfortunately set the tone for my day. I had a shitty practice this morning. I kept losing my balance, falling over. A clear indication of the state that I am in.
My 5 minutes are up, but I'll take another 2 as my sis-in-law chose to interrupt. Something about some bulb somewhere. Really, not important.
My bloody Nokia is acting up. You pay so much for a fancy phone and look what you get. Grumble grumble.
I'm looking forward to teaching some power-packed yoga this evening. Kick some ass. Sweat it out.
Done.
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