Feeling normal

My summer schedule hasn't slowed down one whit, so I've been AWOL from here again, but I find that I don't mind at all. I'm even beginning to enjoy it. (The schedule part - not the being absent from here part.) It just doesn't feel like chaos now. It's ordered, and there's something comforting in that. Monday is Gin's cheerleading practice, so Munch enjoys time in the pool while I make use of the gym. I had a session with my personal trainer this week - I worked on my legs. I was worried it would make me useless for my spin class Tuesday, but I managed. My glutes are achy today though. Tuesday is my spinning class. If I can get out of work early enough, the girls like me to come get them, so they can swim. But most of the time, I just go straight from work. I'm finding that I enjoy it as a way to end my work day. It sort of makes all that go away. Last week, the instructor turned out the lights and turned on the black lights. That was fun, and I found that in the dark, with just the glowing whites around, somehow I felt stronger through it. Today was exhausting though. I barely made it through the first standing hill, and I sat through the second. Wednesday is Gin's cheerleading again. Mondays and Wednesdays I leave the office an hour early to drive the half hour home to get the girls then straight back, so she can go to practice. This week, I'll probably spend some time on the elliptical while Munch swims again. She's happiest there. Thursday is spin class again. On Fridays, I'm on the night desk at work, so I leave home about 1:30 p.m. to head to work. I get Munch off to her reading class (she has summer reading in July on Monday, Wednesday and Friday mornings), then I go back to bed and sleep as long as I can. When I get up, I have a cup of coffee and do some yoga before work. On Saturday, the girls usually harass me to take them swimming (that indoor pool is a DREAM), but if I can fend them off until it closes, I just stick to my yoga routine then some time on my stair climbing machine. Sunday is yoga and the stairclimber for me, since the club is open for adults only. If I don't have the kids, I might take advantage of that, but it's too enjoyable just spending some time at home alone for a change. This past weekend, I took the girls to swim Saturday, while I did some time on the elliptical then joined them in the pool. They went to their dad's at 6:30, so after I dropped them off, I did my grocery shopping to free up Sunday. Since they didn't come home Sunday until 7:30, I was able to sleep in a bit, have some breakfast, do my yoga and the stairclimber, take a shower, give myself a pedicure, get some laundry done, and still managed to just kick back and read for a while in my nice quiet house. Yeah, it's feeling pretty normal to me now, and normal is a whole lot better than chaos.