I bought a yoga ball. I left it by my car while I walked off – literally 2 meters away – to grab something.
I came back and there was no yoga ball in sight. But my car was still there, alhamdulillah.
I was really looking forward to starting today. Ugh. And I’m finding it very, very hard not to curse your thieving ass, whoever you may be. Ughhh.
On another note, work rocks. This kid, T, is so cute! He’s always like “ugh, my hand hurts! I’m going to use my nother hand for a while!” LOL.
And I have a feeling he may be borderline pathophobic. He’s constantly complaining of what aches, or hurts. He starts off his day with “Hi. I’m okay. I’m kind of feeling tired, because I slept at 20 minutes yesterday….” *makes this aren’t I so cool and rebellious? face* or “my throat’s scratchy, so I’m going to drink water all day, okay? and then I probably have to use the bathroom.” *dead serious face* But it’s sooooo cute!