PART 1:
My race packet for the Space Coast Marathon is being sent to me. The race coodinator was very nice. She said I couldn't apply this year's fee to next year's race but she's sending my stuff. I feel like we broke up and I'm getting the last of my things mailed to me. I think this is how it would feel, as I've never had a break up quite like this before. Like "Take your cat, but leave my sweater". Sniff, sniff...please pass the tissues Keith Urban.
PART 2 will be posted upon receiving the packet.
I'm going to go color my hair and do my nails. I won't be cleaning the house. My husband will understand, wontcha Bobby????