First day of the week, today is the day
Sunday, January 27, 2013
I have not been bad lately but I have not been good either. Today is the start of a new spark people, today I am getting tough on myself! No more, I can eat 2000 calories, why not? You know why not, cuz u arent running like your training for anything. You don't deserve to eat 2000 calories, so get the hell out of the kitchen. You got no business in there. No more cheating, no more magically turning a jar of almond butter that has 11 servings into 6 serving. Your Tablespoon measuring skills are pretty skewed there lady. So why do I keep waking up thinking 163.8 WTF is wrong with u scale. No WTF is wrong with u Julie, you did it. You would weigh less if I was walking the dogs everyday, running on my lunches like I was. Dance classes 3 days a week isn't cutting it. Getting up and breaking a sweat is what cuts it EVERYDAY. Oh ya and not cheating.
I have been reading/watch stuff on happiness lately. It's amazing how getting enough sleep can make you a much happier person. Winning a large sum of money or getting good sleep, sleep makes ppl happier. I also learned 6 seconds is the perfect amount of time for a hug, anything less and Oxycontin isn't released and you get no benefit of contact with another person. This was a big one, living an uncluttered organized life makes ppl happier. This prompted me to clean out my fridge last night. My overly stocked fridge was driving me crazy. It wasn't stocked with too much, just almost emty things that needed to be finished off. I made a giant pot of soup mostly with winter squash and other things. In the process I cleaned my veggie and fruit drawers. Roasted the seeds for a late night snack and made a big batch of tuna salad for the week. I was in the kitchen til almost 11 pm cooking. Now that everything has it's place and I feel like grocery shopping is deserved.
We are almost done painting, we just gotta get the baseboards done. I wish they had not been painted already 5 million times but oh well I am not stripping them and starting over. Last weekend I painted alone. This weekend Scott helped. You know what's funny, it was nice having his help. But I got so much more done so much faster without him and there was so much crabbing "ARE WE DOING THIS ALL DAY??? I AM HUNGRY!!! I am gonna listen to my two our podcast on Tech news on the tv" So uh ya painting alone is much more peaceful. My parents own a business together and love being with each other 24/7. I am pretty sure if I worked with Scott I would strangle him. I am no good at being around anyone too much though.