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Things that are driving me nuts:
1. Not having a computer that is mine. A computer is a very personal thing (at least to me, being in IT and all...) and I like having a computer that is configured to my purposes... especially for work. Using a borrowed computer makes me really edgy and vaguely uncomfortable, and REALLY inefficient. HP better hurry up and get my work lappy repaired before I go completely ape-shit crazy.
2. According to the scale at the gym, I am 18 lbs heavier than I was this summer at Pennsic. GREAT GOOGLEY MOOGLEY! No wonder I feel like a slob. I need to start drinking WAY MORE WATER and eating WAY LESS comfort food. I made an effort to eat a little better yesterday, and today hasn't started off too bad, but this is ridiculous. We did the grocery shopping yesterday, so now I have SOME things that will be good for me to eat. Can't wait until I know where all my stuff is in the kitchen and can stop with my current awful habit of eating whatever is "convenient." At least the left-overs in the fridge this morning were moderately healthy. (Whole wheat pasta with home-made meat sauce.)
3. My ENTIRE BODY is CHAPPED. (I keep thinking that even my BUTT is chapped, but I think that's just the remainer of the bed-sores from spending 10 straight hours in the vinyl truck seat on Sunday... I'm only partly joking.) Wisconsin is considerably more dry than Pittsburgh. Zig started me with a little boxing yesterday, so now even my dang knuckles are chapped. Also, this constant kissing is not helping me keep the chapstick on my lips. (YAY KISSING!)
4. The parts of my body that aren't CHAPPED, are BREAKING OUT. I have 4 zits on my FACE, just in time for Boar's Head. GREAT. I don't normally have ANY. I don't care so much that they LOOK LIKE ASS, but they HURT LIKE A MOTHER. I can't WAIT until my body finishes adjusting to the new climate. This transitional stuff BLOWS.
5. Again with the dry climate... My hair has the most AMAZING STATIC EVER. I will need to talk to Lisette about what Wisconsin girls do to avoid generating enough charge with their hair to power an entire city block every time they take off a sweater. Good lord.
6. My crap is in boxes all over the living room. There isn't currently any place to put it, and I don't have time to deal with it because I'm so incredibly inefficient right now... because I can't FIND ANYTHING. It's a vicious cycle. I think poor Zig stayed up all night last night cleaning out the basement to make space for some of the things that we need to move around to make room for my stuff, but this whole thing with my stuff not having "any place to live" is driving me bananas. It will get better, I know, but between the lack of computer organization and the lack of personal organization, I'm about to lose my mind.
7. I really just want to curl up and spend an evening reading a book or knitting a thing. I miss reading. I miss "leisure time." There is no place to curl up other than bed because of #6. My crap is all over the couch. Also there is no place for my knitting to live and I don't know which box my unread books are in. DAMN YOU #6!
Things that are good:
1. Zig took me to the gym last night and we had a good workout. I don't feel quite as flabby as I did yesterday, but there is still a long way to go.
2. We went shopping last night for good stuff to eat. Tonight I will make a roast with vegetables in the crock pot. There will be no added fat or preservatives. There may even be some fiber and vitamins. I will not feel obligated to gorge myself to justify the $10 meal. I can just put the leftovers in the fridge and have a snack later.
3. This pack-and-a-half-a-day smoker is no longer smoking in the house. I am therefore down to one pack every 3 days. Smoking now makes me HIGH. Eventually I will become too lazy to put on my shoes and coat every time I want a cigarette and I will be down to a pack a week. And then I will quit. And that will be good for me.
4. Eggnog.
5. Falling asleep next to Zig every night is teh awesome.
6. Waking up next to him in the morning is even more awesome.
7. Hearing that he loves me about 600 times a day is the most awesome thing EVER. Who'da thunk? If you'd have told me two years ago that we'd end up together, I'd have simultaneously laughed in your face and held my breath hoping. Here's to not holding my breath anymore.
1. Not having a computer that is mine. A computer is a very personal thing (at least to me, being in IT and all...) and I like having a computer that is configured to my purposes... especially for work. Using a borrowed computer makes me really edgy and vaguely uncomfortable, and REALLY inefficient. HP better hurry up and get my work lappy repaired before I go completely ape-shit crazy.
2. According to the scale at the gym, I am 18 lbs heavier than I was this summer at Pennsic. GREAT GOOGLEY MOOGLEY! No wonder I feel like a slob. I need to start drinking WAY MORE WATER and eating WAY LESS comfort food. I made an effort to eat a little better yesterday, and today hasn't started off too bad, but this is ridiculous. We did the grocery shopping yesterday, so now I have SOME things that will be good for me to eat. Can't wait until I know where all my stuff is in the kitchen and can stop with my current awful habit of eating whatever is "convenient." At least the left-overs in the fridge this morning were moderately healthy. (Whole wheat pasta with home-made meat sauce.)
3. My ENTIRE BODY is CHAPPED. (I keep thinking that even my BUTT is chapped, but I think that's just the remainer of the bed-sores from spending 10 straight hours in the vinyl truck seat on Sunday... I'm only partly joking.) Wisconsin is considerably more dry than Pittsburgh. Zig started me with a little boxing yesterday, so now even my dang knuckles are chapped. Also, this constant kissing is not helping me keep the chapstick on my lips. (YAY KISSING!)
4. The parts of my body that aren't CHAPPED, are BREAKING OUT. I have 4 zits on my FACE, just in time for Boar's Head. GREAT. I don't normally have ANY. I don't care so much that they LOOK LIKE ASS, but they HURT LIKE A MOTHER. I can't WAIT until my body finishes adjusting to the new climate. This transitional stuff BLOWS.
5. Again with the dry climate... My hair has the most AMAZING STATIC EVER. I will need to talk to Lisette about what Wisconsin girls do to avoid generating enough charge with their hair to power an entire city block every time they take off a sweater. Good lord.
6. My crap is in boxes all over the living room. There isn't currently any place to put it, and I don't have time to deal with it because I'm so incredibly inefficient right now... because I can't FIND ANYTHING. It's a vicious cycle. I think poor Zig stayed up all night last night cleaning out the basement to make space for some of the things that we need to move around to make room for my stuff, but this whole thing with my stuff not having "any place to live" is driving me bananas. It will get better, I know, but between the lack of computer organization and the lack of personal organization, I'm about to lose my mind.
7. I really just want to curl up and spend an evening reading a book or knitting a thing. I miss reading. I miss "leisure time." There is no place to curl up other than bed because of #6. My crap is all over the couch. Also there is no place for my knitting to live and I don't know which box my unread books are in. DAMN YOU #6!
Things that are good:
1. Zig took me to the gym last night and we had a good workout. I don't feel quite as flabby as I did yesterday, but there is still a long way to go.
2. We went shopping last night for good stuff to eat. Tonight I will make a roast with vegetables in the crock pot. There will be no added fat or preservatives. There may even be some fiber and vitamins. I will not feel obligated to gorge myself to justify the $10 meal. I can just put the leftovers in the fridge and have a snack later.
3. This pack-and-a-half-a-day smoker is no longer smoking in the house. I am therefore down to one pack every 3 days. Smoking now makes me HIGH. Eventually I will become too lazy to put on my shoes and coat every time I want a cigarette and I will be down to a pack a week. And then I will quit. And that will be good for me.
4. Eggnog.
5. Falling asleep next to Zig every night is teh awesome.
6. Waking up next to him in the morning is even more awesome.
7. Hearing that he loves me about 600 times a day is the most awesome thing EVER. Who'da thunk? If you'd have told me two years ago that we'd end up together, I'd have simultaneously laughed in your face and held my breath hoping. Here's to not holding my breath anymore.
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Now, it seems to be producing it in all the wrong places... Like in my FACE and not enough in my HAIR or HANDS.
*Sigh*... If Siegfried were a shallow guy, I'd be worried. My looks are gonna get worse before they get better. Dry, cracked, blemishy skin, staticky hair, 18 lbs over weight and disorganized as hell. At least I cooked him dinner.
I am chagrined to note that I left that handy little pasta claw thing in Pittsburgh. Another will have to be purchased.... But that was yesterday. Tonight I shall need only a ladle and fork. It's pot-roast with vegetables night, here at Chez Friediness...
We should indeed cook together some night, but not until after ALL MY STUFF IS PUT AWAY... Right now there's barely room for the two of us to sit. Plus the mess would make me too neurotic to entertain... it's already made me too neurotic to entertain.
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