I wonder when Mondays will stop sucking?  ‘Cause here I am, a dozen years into my professional life, and Mondays are still just as painful as they always were.  And I don’t party anymore so I can’t even do office hours like I used to.  Hmph.

I had a pretty good weekend, busy and mostly productive.  Friday evening Dice had to work late and go to the gym, so instead of hanging around my office I walked over to the Grange, which is about 3 miles away.  It’s a good walk, except it started raining when I was about a half mile away from the restaurant.  Although the word “raining” doesn’t really do justice to the flood which came down.  I had my small umbrella that I carry around all the time and which was mostly useless.  I sat at the bar and had a glass of wine for an hour until Dice showed up, and since we were already there we decided to eat there.  The bartender served me glasses that were enormous, so I had three glasses and then I had to pass out.  Literally, we went home and I had to go to bed because I was wasted.  I mean, I like a liberal pour and all, but that was ridiculous.

Saturday I got up early to go running before we went to Dice’s library so he could give friends of ours a show and tell.  Tash, Tim, Robin and the male half of the Canadians came along.  Dice gives good show and tell, so it was fine.  Afterwards we went to the Chomp and Stomp in Cabbagetown, which is mostly a chili cook-off.  There were SO MANY people there, we were literally shoved in like sardines.  We tasted a lot of chili, too.  The weather was fantastic, about 68 or 70 degrees and sunny and breezy.  After eating all sorts of chili we all went to our respective homes and layed on the couch.  Well, actually, I can’t say what anyone else did upon reaching their respective houses, but Dice and I layed on the couch until about 8:30 at which point we rallied and we to The Depot for dinner.  I had the turkey burger and it wasn’t very good, I’m afraid.  They put some sort of herb and/or spice in it that completely ruined it for me.  Also, the fries weren’t very hot.  This is the first time my food at the Depot has been less than stellar, so they won’t lose me, but I definitely won’t order the turkey burger again.

Sunday I was completely unmotivated.  Totally and completely unenergized.  I couldn’t get up the will to go running.  Finally I put on my running shoes and went out, but it was immediately obvious that I was miserable, so I only did two miles and then went home again.  I don’t feel very good about myself, and wish I had just pushed myself to do the 10 frickin’ miles.  Now I’ll have to do the long run on Wednesday, which is the only day this week when I’ll have that amount of time free.

In the afternoon I went to meet Ray at the outlets south of ATL.  Conveniently, the outlets are exactly halfway between my house and Macon!  So it makes for a good meeting spot.  The stores were having incredible sales, but unfortunely most of the clothes were crap.  I did pick up some super cheap items at Ann Taylor.  After I got home Dice and I went grocery shopping at the good Publix in Decatur, for which we rewarded ourselves with dinner at Brick Store.  I think the Brick Store should really be the final thing you do on the weekend, it really ended the weekend off right. And you actually look forward to Sunday night!