Adult in Training

Have you ever had one of those days when you’re sitting around at the end of it, wondering just what you did to fill all the hours that passed?  That’s the day I just had.

Avalanche woke me up at 7:45 today.  She is getting worse every morning we have to spend together.  Then we came downstairs, I fed her, and apparently passed out on the couch for a couple hours. How sad that I had to miss the bulk of “Underclassman” with Nick Cannon.  He should have stopped after “Drumline,” which I actually love.

Then I had a shower.  Which really only lasts about 10-15 minutes, but I like to sit around afterwards and dry off.  So pretty much by the time I was ready to get dressed, I had time to eat a peanut butter and nutella hamburger bun (because I need to go grocery shopping) and peaced out.  The upside is that I didn’t have to chase Avi around the yard, trying to get her to come inside so I could leave. 

And then I went to rink, where I checked in with Renee, met the Middlebury team (the assistant coach told me I had a really nice name.  Aww.) and read my book for a little while.  And then I dropped off the game sheet, moved from Renee’s office to the mez, and then read some more.  While I secretly used my eavesdropping skills -honed from four years of riding the TTC during high school – to listen to one of the “Friends of Hockey” and his wife prattle on innanely about the most ridculous things.  Sometimes I wonder how these people have the brain power to keep breathing.  Hmm… then what happened?

The game.  The boys lost.  I cheered. Renee told me that I wasn’t aloud to wish for a fan throw-down.  And that if there was one, she would make me go and break it up.  So, it was a learning experience.  Stupid “Friends” took over the mez today, and I had to drop some ‘boes just to get to the photocopier.  They are ridiculous!  They have no consideration for anyone else.  We are actually trying to do a job, run the game that you are so intent on watching (but not intent enough to watch from the stands like everyone else).

And then I came home.  Where it struck me that while I was freezing – and therefore aching in my knees – I hadn’t really done much of anything all day.  It was a day full of small spurts of activity, interspersed with longer periods of waiting to do something.  Sort of like my life in general.