Shopping is rough

On Friday I rushed straight from the hospital to the gym where I ran for about an hour while watching a documentary on weight loss (crazy pills etc). Afterwards I went shopping for a Christmas present to my dad, as I couldn't find the one I bought earlier... Rune had parked the car close to where I was at, so I decided to drop off the bags in the trunk. And what happens - other than that I decide to lift some of the stuff that's been lying in the trunk for quite some time, only to find the present that I got my dad a while back! Oh well, now someone else's gonna get the new stuff I bought. Later in the evening I went to the spa with Kristine to have facial treatments. 80 minutes passed as if it was only five minutes. Bliss.

On Saturday it was time for "Christmas Eve" at my dad's house. Earlier in the day I'm scheduled for a Zumba class at the gym. And I realize that the workout pants that I've been drooling over the entire fall, and eventually bought, is the wrong size! What a disappointment. Turns out everything I got on Friday was by fault!

At my dad's house my younger sister Ingrid introduces me to Angry birds, apparently the most played game by grown ups (on iphones, ipad, ipod touch etc). It is completely stupid, and utterly addictive. Man. I'm screwed. And not to mention, so in the past.

It is Sunday and I'm ready for eight hours in the ER. I am looking forward to the Christmas holidays - they start on Thursday. Merry Christmas, everyone!

Before or after facial treatment??