Good ol' Friday

Dad and I went and looked at an apartment tonight. I think they can do better. I got a weird feeling when we were looking at the apartment... and just to clarify for you smart asses out there... no it was not gas. I just get snap impressions of things sometimes, and I usually pay attention to them. I just could not imagine living there myself or even really visiting mom and dad there.

Dad is getting around really well. He just takes off in the morning and rambles around all day. I'm glad I have a 3 day weekend with him. Too bad a storm is coming in. I think he really likes it here. It is hard to get him worked up about much aside from Rush Limbagh.

James is leaving Indiana Friday morning early to start his ominous trip out here with the dogs. He is really dreading it, but I sure will be glad to get the babies out here! I am excited to see James too, it seems like it has been so long since I've seen him.

Well I have been working out every morning since I joined the gym. I have realized how out of shape I am. Which is sad since I was doing so well this summer. I get up before 5am and head down to the gym, come back to the house, take a shower and head to work. I feel kinda better, but really sore. I start working with a personal trainer in another week to put together a whole workout.