Quick…name the person who originally said, “Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.”

The past couple of weeks, I’ve been getting back to an early-morning workout routine. I’ve been taking it easy, so that I don’t make the knee and foot pains bad, but I’ve been getting up early a few days a week to exercise. I decided that today, instead of exercise, I’d get to work early to work on a big project.

I didn’t get less sleep than I have on other days, so I don’t know why I was so out of it when I got to work, but out of it, I definitely was.

I parked the car and decided against the stairs. I’d done some pretty intense workouts the prevoius two days and wanted to give my legs a break. So I went to the elevator and pressed the Up button. The elevator showed up, I got on, and then it went…DOWN. Confusion point #1: I thought I pressed the UP button?

A security guy got on the elevator and pressed the button for the 1st floor, so up we go. He gets off, the elevator closes, and…nothing. It does nothing. Confusion point #2: why isn’t the elevator moving?

I look up and realize the button I’d pushed to get me to the floor I work on wasn’t lit. Confusion point #3: didn’t I push the button for my floor?

So, I do what any normal person would do. I pushed my floor button again. No light. Again. No light. Again. No light.

Now I’m really confused. Why won’t the button stay lit? Worried the elevator DID move and I’m stuck on the elevator (note: I never felt it move after we reached the 1st floor, but I could have been mistaken), I press the Open Doors button. Half-expecting to see a wall, I instead see…the 1st floor. I press the Close Doors button. THEN I press the button for my floor. (See? It was DIFFERENT.) Nothing.

Open Doors. Look out. Close Doors. Press Button. No light. Repeat.

Review the definition of insanity…again.

Open Doors. Looks out. GET OUT. Let doors shut BEHIND me. Press the Up button to call a DIFFERENT elevator (because obviously, that one was broken). No light. Press the Up button to call an elevator again. Elevator doors open. I look at them. They close. I decide the elevator has something against me.

I take the stairs.

As I went to the stairs, I saw a guy heading to the elevators. “Good luck,” I think to myself. “You won’t ever get them to work for you! They’re BROKEN. See you on the stairs, buddy.”

Only…I never hear the door to the stairs open. NOW, I’m irritated. How’d he get the elevator to work?!

I relayed the story to a co-worker later in the day. She reminded me that when you show up outside of the building core hours, you need to swipe your badge in the elevator so it knows to let you go to any floor of the building.

DOH. Foiled again by security systems. (Sadly, I had figured this point out before when needing to get into the building AFTER hours, but it never seemed to occur to me there would be BEFORE hours building hours.)

P.S. Benjamin Franklin.

So, last night, I felt pretty guilty about having come home to simply eat and then work, pretty much blowing off Family Home Evening. I’ve enjoyed the FHE nights that Rich and I have, mainly constituting playing a game together. It’s just nice to have that dedicated time together.

Last night, though, I ended up working and Facebooking while Rich was playing a video game. Go me.

So, after finally shutting the computer, I offered to play a game with Rich. Since he was already on the XBox, we chose something there. My favorite thing to play on XBox 360 is Settlers of Catan but we’d just played that over the weekend and I didn’t know if Rich would be up for it.

Instead, we played an old classic, now playable on XBox 360 thanks to EA Games, Battleship!

Here’s a game that’s a definite classic. And yet…there are variations I’d never heard of before playing it on the Xbox. My favorite variant is Salvo – you start with 5 hits (one per unsunk ship) and lose one hit for each ship your opponent sinks. MUCH BETTER than the one by one shots in the traditional Battleship.

When we first got this, Rich got such a kick out of me playing … with every hit, I’d kick up my legs (we, of course, were sitting, not standing) and shout, “BOOM!” much like a little kid. I was having a BLAST (no pun intended). Last night, I was tired, so no shouts, but I still get a kick out of this game. I think part of it is having Mr. Potato Head watching to the side as you play. Yes, Mr. Potato Head. What can I say, I’m a fan!

I still feel guilty for having to bring home work. I really hate when it happens. I treasure my home time and do whatever I can to keep work and home completely separate. It’s just worse when we have plans for a great FHE that have to be set aside so I could get work stuff done!

I’ve read a few friends’ blogs recently and wondered…why can’t I write fun stuff like that?

Then I realized: I don’t have a camera that I take snapshots with, so my blogs end up picture-less.

I don’t write short things, but long exposees on random topics.

I don’t do enough fun things to capture people’s attention. My blog would probably end up being about work, the LDS Young Women’s program, and boardgames.

Okay, maybe it COULD be a cool blog after all.