This was the little talk we used to get at Eagle Lake, just as the campers were going home and we’d have the weekend off: be sure to use your weekend to re-create instead of recreate. It’s cemented into my mind. Yet we did just the opposite this weekend and we’re all about to drop dead. Sure, it’s a good kind of tired, but I’m bone-tired and I don’t like it that much.
We spent ten hours at Six Flags yesterday. TEN HOURS!! Because we’re nutso like that. I have brusies on the left side of my leg because of The Boss and a lingering headache from that ride plus The Ninja. I think I may be getting a bit too old for some of that stuff. Tony Hawk’s Big Spin, though, was a lot of fun, save the 45 minute line for the 2-minute ride.
The girls went to bed really late last night and we slept in a bit today, so that we only made it for the worship service this morning instead of the whole morning. Immediately after church, we had to get Maddie and Chloe ready for their spring concert with the St. Louis Children’s Choirs. That took over the afternoon. Then tonight Craig and I went to a shower in honor of our friends Tom and Christine. We left that at 9:30 which meant the girls went to bed very late for a second night in a row. Katie and Millie haven’t had naps in two days and they don’t really know the meaning of sleeping in (not like I do anyway), so their internal alarms will still go off at their normal times. Tomorrow should be a lot of fun with all of us low on the sleep-o-meter.
We didn’t listen well to the re-create advice. Maybe some of that is in order for tomorrow. As for me, I’m going to bed right now, a full 90 minutes earlier than I normally do. I’m willing to bet it won’t take me long to fall asleep.