Yep, long week; I am borderline exhausted and would really like to be asleep right now. I was, in fact, for an hour or so, but Mz. Horny Hands pushed her way to the middle of the bed and is now lying there with arms outstretched as if awaiting crucifixion. She's also snoring lightly, but it sounds like angry bees are about to sprout forth from her head and I don't really want to be right there if they do.
So, I got up and risked waking her up by turning the computer on. I doubt the sound of typing will wake her; she's used to it by now, although it's been a long time since I've crawled out of bed in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, Brad has to work tomorrow, so I won't be dragging my sorry ass over there to haul his construction crap all over the place. This is going slower than the other renovation work we've done; a bathroom is more involved than the painting, floor work, and wall moving we've done. It's slowed a little more due to holding back on certain aspects because Brad wants to teach Alex how to do some of it, which means we'll be doing some serious work on Saturday.
Tomorrow, also, TK returns from his mini-vacation, and I think the students will be happy about that. I've been a tired grump during classes this week and rather than teach I've been conditioning: they work out hard while I stand there and pretend I'm doing it for their own good. I don't have to pay such close attention to technique during conditioning classes, I only have to make sure no one gets hurt.
Only one person had to leave the floor to throw up, so I'm not convinced it was a successful week.
Char is right, however; I'm not sure why we ever thought spending so much time on the dojang was a stellar idea. It certainly lacks importance to us now.
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