Sunday, November 18, 2012
I don't feel like taking the little dog to get his nails done. I feel so lazy. Anyway, he's sleeping, too.
I hopped on the bike and watched "Breaking Amish." It was a pretty boring show, and after suffering through that, I didn't want to watch TV or do the bike anymore. I picked up a little bit and vacuumed, thinking if the carpet were clean, I could do some ST. But then "Judge Judy" didn't come on, so I turned off the TV and now feel like doing NOTHING.
So I haven't been completely worthless. I Freecycled some kitchen items, vacuumed, got 27 minutes of fitness in and started to write KOKITTY back (whose letter I received yesterday! Yayayayayay!).
But is that enough? After the small success of actually working on the lawn for a hot minute yesterday, I want to call it quits on working for the weekend, but I don't think I really should. And if I don't, where do I even begin? There's too much. Basics like folding laundry and doing dishes. Weird things like packing up my life so I can move it elsewhere. Self-improvement things like reading up on minimalism, to get inspired to get rid of more junk. Time-consuming things like cleaning baseboards. Gross things like cleaning the bathroom floor or figuring out the best way to get rid of the grime in the shower. Stuff I said I would do like taking Sammy to get his nails done. Then, the one thing I want to do...sleep. I don't think that many successful people sleep instead of doing other more valuable things, but gosh, how do you get in the mood to do anything?
Saturday, November 17, 2012
I got a workout in today, and I ate within my calorie range.
Overall, it was a productive day. I was extra-efficient with my work, clipped some coupons, and we spent time cleaning up the yard. We are soooo lazy; some branches fell during Hurricane Sandy, and we just now cleaned them up. Fortunately, my neighbor had some kind of saw that he used to help us. The exchange student helped, too; it was his first time doing yardwork. There's more work to do outside, but I don't know if we'll get any of it done tomorrow. We also got some of the kitchen stuff packed and put on Freecycle.
I'd like to get Sammy's nails done tomorrow, and a bit more packed. Some laundry? And of course, eating in-range and at least 10 minutes of fitness!
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
I have a 16-year-old exchange student living with me. His report card came today, and he got "second honors," in spite of getting a D in his Bible class. The Bible class was actually a coup in itself, because he was failing and brought it up after I taught him how to look up Bible verses (why the teacher didn't see fit to teach him this, I do not know).
I think he deserves a celebration.
My SparkBud MEL_UNRAU wrote a blog about something similar today with her son: www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_public_jo
But now I don't know what to do. I am, like, the least maternal person I know, so I'm at an even greater disadvantage than most. I'm more concerned about me than the kiddo. He's thin as a rail and isn't mine to raise. I think he's at an age where his psyche is not so tender as to be greatly affected by what his host parents for less-than-a-year do. And he loves my husband's macaroni and cheese (but really, everyone does) and his eyes lit up in the car when we told him we bought ingredients for pizza a few nights ago (WW TJ's crust and lots of veggies...not a nightmare). I don't know much else about his interests, except, well, watching horrible TV meant for 6-year-old girls. I'm in the process of moving, so taking him to a movie like MEL_UNRAU mentioned is not really an option, and anyway, I hate movies.
So is it okay to reward him with food? Especially food that I also like? And what are some other ideas?
Monday, October 15, 2012
Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 30. My driver's license expired.
Last week, I filled out the form to renew online and printed out the temporary license. This morning, I saw it as I was walking out the door and figured that even though I've not been pulled over for about 13 years, I would put it in the glovebox just in case.
And it's a good thing I did.
Because I got pulled over today for expired inspection. I knew the sticker on the windshield was expired, but I thought my husband had sent in whatever needed to be sent in and everything was taken care of. I didn't realize that the sticker on the windshield wasn't something you got in the mail.
Which, don't get me wrong, I know is my responsibility.
But I am still SO UPSET that he TICKETED me for my expired inspection. It expired 15 days ago, and yesterday was my birthday! I know none of this actually matters, but I wish it had!
I cried the whole way to the gas station. The guy felt bad for me, with my red, puffy eyes, that he gave me a discount on my inspection. I know it's not that big a deal. I know it happens, but I hate, hate getting in trouble.
And I'm okay with a ticket. I'm okay with being pulled over, but I don't NEED a court date to do what I'm supposed to. And I'm going to court...I'm not paying this unless a judge makes me. If it were something I could just mail in, I'd be okay with it, but in addition to giving me a ticket, he gave me a CHORE.
I just want this over with. I'm calling tomorrow to see if I can move up my DECEMBER FOURTH court date. Anyone know if courts generally do that?
Especially because shortly after I came home, I got an offer for that job for which I interviewed last week. I'm going to have to counteroffer, but if they do accept my counter, I don't want to have to sit around here waiting for a stupid court date for a stupid inspection that was two stupid weeks overdue.
Saturday, October 06, 2012
They say you shouldn't do that.
They say that you're setting yourself up for failure, for giving up, for disappointment.
I've already failed, I'm ready to give up, and I'm already disappointed.
Clearly, my haphazard, unsystematic methods haven't been working. They have culminated into my highest weight ever. EVER.
So now I'm aiming for perfection.
I'm not accepting excuses. I'm not eating waffles or mac and cheese. I'm not going to eyeball portions. I'm not taking cookies and cakes from co-workers. I'm not drinking alcohol. I'm not not working out. I'm not not getting enough sleep for any reason.
I have a fulltime job and a part-time job. I just hired myself on for another part-time job--losing weight and getting healthy.
Of course, I'm not perfect. I will probably do some things that take me further, rather than closer to my goal. But it's not okay when that happens. It's not "Oh, well." It's not something to be blase about. No. Haphazardry ends now.
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