I went for a short run this evening. It felt awesome. I’d love to get back into running again. It feels like it’s been forever and it kinda has—since before Emma was born. I don’t care for the sensation of running when you’re pregnant, but maybe I’ll have to get over that when the next baby comes . I just love the total physicality of running. It uses pretty much every muscle group and really gets your heart pumping. I need to find my mp3 player and make a good playlist. Steve got it for me for v-day this year, but then added a bunch of his music to it, so now it’s just a big jumble of good and not so good songs!!

We spent the evening packing and actually made a really good dent. Sometimes I really wish the days were longer. There just seems to be so much to do and so much that doesn’t get done everyday! I have fallen out of my early wake up habit due to holidays and late nights, so I need to get back into the early morning routine. I try to remember when my alarm goes off that I don’t have to feel fully rested to get up—that I need to get my buns up no matter how I feel.

My kitchen is pretty much packed away at the moment, so I won’t have too many food pics until we get resettled-even my spices and baking ingredients are packed up!! We are trying to use the last of the cans and boxes—so I guess this is the perfect opportunity to get creative!!

Sammi didn't come with me...she was too busy snoozing-Steve too!!