Today is the last day I teach the BBL class at the Toronto Athletic Club. I am so incredibly glad I quit. The 30 minute bike ride through the searing heat and humidity in downtown traffic, the interruption to my workday, having to come home and take another shower in the middle of the day...it's just not workin' for me. The participants are nice but I will remain on the sub list so hopefully I can teach the occasional class or two there and see them again. Will I no longer have a Brazilian butt? I guess not, but that was bound to happen at some point, ha ha!
Tomorrow is Sherma's last day watching Little A. I don't know who is going to miss her more, Little A or me...or Big A, who adores her and has been quite resentful that Little A has gotten to spend so much time with Sherma while she is at daycare. Sherma is one of the strongest women I have ever met and I have the utmost respect for her. I am sure we will call her on occasion when we need a sitter for the girls, but I've gotten quite used to seeing her on a regular basis and I'll miss our funny discussions about Little A and her weird and wonderful antics as well as our chats about food, exercise, movies, friends and whatever else is on our minds. The saddest part is that Little A is too young to understand that tomorrow is the last day. I know I'm going to cry when Little A hugs her good-bye...
Tomorrow is Sherma's last day watching Little A. I don't know who is going to miss her more, Little A or me...or Big A, who adores her and has been quite resentful that Little A has gotten to spend so much time with Sherma while she is at daycare. Sherma is one of the strongest women I have ever met and I have the utmost respect for her. I am sure we will call her on occasion when we need a sitter for the girls, but I've gotten quite used to seeing her on a regular basis and I'll miss our funny discussions about Little A and her weird and wonderful antics as well as our chats about food, exercise, movies, friends and whatever else is on our minds. The saddest part is that Little A is too young to understand that tomorrow is the last day. I know I'm going to cry when Little A hugs her good-bye...
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