Sunday, April 10, 2011
One of my Spark Teams is Before The Landfill - Crafty Recyclers. Last month someone suggested we make "inchies" and trade them. I had never heard of these before but I'm all about trying new things this year so I said why not. THEN I asked what are they? My brain doesn't always work in forward order.
Inchies are little 1 inch squares that you decorate however your fancy strikes. Being somewhat of a control freak I wanted instructions...in color and triplicate. There are none. Not being very crafty or creative in general I obsessed...was I doing them wrong, what should they look like, are they supposed to be themed, what kind of materials was I supposed to use, etc. Somehow I got them done on time and mailed:
Some of my Inchies that I kept:
Yesterday I got my SASE in the mail with my traded Inchies from my Spark Friends & Teammates, which are most cool & awesome!
Despite the stress ( I REALLY need instructions for this kind of thing! LOL!) this was fun and I"d be willing to do again.
We've had a lot of rain here so far this spring. It makes me ache, nothing OTC really makes it stop, just sometimes dulls the edge a bit. I will be so glad when we're past the "rainy season" and into summer. Plus strength training is using muscles I had only heard rumors of but have now discovered that I do, in fact, possess. They are sore, but this is a good sore and I know won't last long. I do wish I had a hot tub or jacuzzi to soak in though *sigh*.
For the last month I have felt like a yo-yo with the scale...it goes down, then up, then down, then up. The overall trend is still downward but...darn-it! go down & STAY down. I've been within fractions of a pound of meeting the 40 lb goal and I gain a pound or 2 back the next day. The Scale Gremlins are taking pot shots at me and I'm going to have to go root them out and compost them soon if they keep it up.
I have an armoir instead of a dresser and all my clothes are rolled up in baskets inside. I had 2 baskets overflowing with t-shirts and 1 of exercise pants - sweats, yoga pants, etc. So today I went through those baskets to purge what no longer fit and came across the Chuck Norris shirt I had bought for my son last year but he didn't want.
It is a list of things you need to know about Chuck Norris:
Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.
Chuck Norris doesn't cheat death. He wins fair & square.
Chuck Norris counted to infinity. Twice.
When the bogeyman goes to sleep at night he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.
Once a cobra bit Chuck Norris' leg. After five days of excruciating pain the cobra died.
Chuck Norris died 10 years ago but the Grim Reaper can't get up the courage to tell him.
Chuck Norris can have both feet on the ground and kick @$$ at the same time.
Chuck Norris can slam revolving doors.
The chief export of Chuck Norris is pain.
Superman owns a pair of Chuck Norris pajamas.
Chuck Norris does not read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.
Death once had a near-Chuck Norris experience.
I want to be just like Chuck Norris LOL!
Friday, April 08, 2011
I have a new favorite food...I have discovered The Peanut Butter & Co. line of peanut butters. My local grocery store started carrying a few of the flavors. What could be better than peanut butter combined with chocolate?!!
I'm not a big milk chocolate fan, and dark chocolate is simply OK in small amounts; it's not something I have to have. White chocolate, however, is a favorite. Now I can get two favorites mixed together...white chocolate peanut butter! Completely divine!
The also make a dark chocolate version if you've gone over to the dark side.
Thursday, April 07, 2011
With the support & encouragement of my fellow Sparkers (and some divine white chocolate peanut butter) I am moving past my little meltdown yesterday morning. New Me has reasserted dominance and sent Old Me packing off to exile with the Scale Gremlins.
I am still angry but no longer with a visceral need to take it out on someone or something (or like YAGERMONSTER said, Hulk no get job, HULK SMASH!!!!). I spoke very briefly to my Dept. Director yesterday and after thanking him for his support (and I know he did go to bat for me for this position) I expressed my opinion of corporate’s decision very calmly, concisely and professionally and set a time to discuss my next steps and career plan next week when my immediate manager returns from vacation. That, plus the complete shock of the rest of the department upon learning who was chosen, helped validate my feelings.
I went running last night & did my best time yet, shaving off a full 20 seconds from my 2 mile time. It’s hard to stay that angry when running that fast (well, fast for me). I had created a playlist for the run, full of heavy metal head banger music with pounding drums and throbbing bass but couldn’t get it to work on my mp3. So I wound up with the random program.
I was certainly being given a message last night! The first song that came up was “I Will Survive” by Gloria Gaynor. There have been a lot of blogs about that song and how empowering it is so I won’t go into details but tonight it was talking to the Old Me that cropped up again yesterday…telling Old Me “Go on now go, walk out the door, just turn around now, 'cause you’re not welcome anymore.”
Next up was “It’s My Life” by Bon Jovi…telling New Me to quit whining and get my butt in gear...
“This ain’t a song for the broken hearted…..and I ain’t gonna be just a face in the crowd, you’re gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud…It’s my life, It’s now or never, I ain’t gonna live forever, I just wanna live while I’m alive…It’s my life…You better stand tall, when they’re calling you out, don’t bend, don’t break, baby don’t back down”
Then signals got mixed or someone has a real sense of humour…the 3rd song was “It’s Raining Men” by the Weather Girls…and that is so not happening for me right now LOL!
It seemed like every song that came up in rotation had some sort of message for me (well, maybe not Demonoid or Dragula by Rob Zombie, or at least I probably don’t want to know what that message is LOL!). By the end of my run I was practically floating, bad mood relegated to the “Lessons Learned” file.
New Me is back with a vengeance! Time to kick butt & take names and reach those goals! New Me wins by TKO!
And the last song played? “Trouble” by Pink…
To plead my case
To send me into outer space……..
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble y’all….
I got trouble in my town
You think you’re right
But you were wrong
You tried to take me
But I knew all along
You can’t take me
For a ride
I’m not a fool now
So you better run and hide
Yeah trouble now
I’m trouble y’all….
I got trouble in my town
If you see me coming down the street
Then you know it’s time to go…..
‘Cause here comes trouble
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
My house has been an on-going project for over a decade. My ex-H was great at starting projects and never finishing...and woe unto me if I dared to think about finishing something he had started just to get it done.
The ex-H is gone now but the unfinished projects have multiplied. The most obvious are the walls. The entry & hallway had this textured finish that had been painted. It might have been the latest thing 35 years ago but I'm ready for it to go. The stairway & upstairs hallway had wallpaper that was peeling and had several places where strips had been ripped off. The upstairs bathroom had several places where the ex-H had started repairing imperfections but never finished - so dark blue paint with white spackle patches.
Last winter Steve, one of the Dads from Boy Scouts, painted my daughter's room. He also stripped all the wallpaper of the stairway & hallway walls and did some skim coat on them. And that's where we left it....for a year.
Last June I started scraping off all the texture from the downstairs hallway. This picture shows what the walls have looked like for the last year. The picture is of my son Matt & his girlfriend from Halloween 2010:
The state of my walls - and all the other unfinished projects - has created a low level background stress. I hardly knew it was there; after all I have had years & years of practice living with unfinished projects. But as I started decluttering this year I noticed the stress by its absence. Every time I completed a mini-mini-project - sometimes as simple as just replacing a light bulb - I felt happier & less stressed. Which has made me even more eager to get the major projects completed now that I've got my tax return.
In February Steve came out again and gave me an estimate for prepping all the walls for painting, fixing the hole in the ceiling of the kitchen nook, and painting most of the inside. Due to illness and his work schedule he has been unable to actually start working on my walls. It has been very frustrating but I truly don't blame him b/c his real jobs pay better than what he is charging me. Plus I could do the work myself but I REALLY don't want to; me on a scaffolding is just begging for trouble.
But yesterday he called in the morning & said he was on his way to my house to start work. Yippee!!! I am SO excited! The end is finally in sight.
This is my entry hall after day 1 of wall repair:
I was so happy last night I kept just standing in the hallway with a stupid grin looking at my smooth(er) walls.
Based on his estimate he has another 9-10 days of work to do to get the house painted for the rooms we agreed on. He's also going to try something to cover the textured ceilings, to make them smooth, as well as the paneling in the kitchen nook and if that looks good for me I'll contract him to do that room & the kitchen as well, and paint the siding once it gets warm & dry enough.
I'm so excited to be getting this done finally! No more half done projects, no more neutral walls & floors!
Monday, April 04, 2011
Reading the Community section of the paper last night I saw a little blurb titled "Lace up for the Let's Move races".
So what did I do?
I registered for the 5k race on April 30. After considering the half marathon.
I really don't want to be a "runner", I just want to do my 2 miles and call it done.
So why did I do it? This is not a rhetorical question, I'm trying to figure it out myself LOL!
I'm going to blame it on caffeine, I had a Diet Coke yesterday which is something I rarely do. Caffeine in that amount has not been a regular part of my diet for years. Apparently it made me crazy.
Note to self...no more caffeine when reading the paper.
Now I have to follow through & run the darn race. And because I'm *slightly* competitive (OK, a whole lot competitive) simply finishing won't be good enough. I'm going to have to push myself hard so I come in....not in last place.
Seriously, I'm confident I can finish the race now, and that I can run the entire distance. I'm not interested in winning, or getting one of the top medals or whatever they hand out. I'm competing against myself so as long as I feel I did the best I could I'll be happy. And as long as I don't hurt myself. I'm a bit of a klutz and can see myself tripping, doing a face plant in the middle of the road and being trampled by all the people running behind me.
I really hope it's warm that day.
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