Didn't do well today. I was so discumbobulated from two weeks on vacation, I had a hard time getting myself to work AND remembering to do all the things I need to do to stay healthy.
Didn't work out. Didn't drink enough water. Snacked on some cookies AND a handful of chips at work.
Got home late and just felt like crawling up onto the futon and watching t.v. Watched a marathon run of "American Greed" and just told myself that today was a wash and I need
Updated 01-06-2009 at 11:53 PM by madhen
Well Tonight I sat down, determined. Very determined. I wanted to get my budget set up so that we were debt free as of Feb 20th if not sooner. This does not include the mortgage, and student loans.
I have a fairly good plan in place to get this done. I have written down every bill that we have what we are overdue, and got the payments put in so that the bills are up to date by January 30th.
By the 20th of February we will have columbia house paid off (70 dollars)
Updated 02-01-2009 at 11:45 AM by Gibs
Today was weigh in day: I lost 0.6 lbs. I have a feeling that next week will be better.
Ate the LO Goulash for lunch today. Also, I had made some lime jello that I ate. I found that it's much cheaper to make the jello yourself and put into little 1/2 cup reusable containers.
When I got home from work..late....I had to stay an extra 45 mins to get somethings done. We went to the Y and I did another 30 minutes on the Elliptical on the Interval setting.
The last week of my two week vacation, and I spent Sunday savoring every last minute, trying not to watch the clock to see the hours fly by, but also trying to enjoy my time to the fullest and not let it slip out of my hands.
The biggest news this week was that Bo and Peep, by beloved little hand-raised finch babies, joined their parents in the aviary. I was depressed all day after putting them in, because they were so tame, they would fly to me when I called them, and land on my
Updated 01-05-2009 at 10:11 PM by madhen
My sister called to say she picked up her text book for the last class she needs, to qualify for graduate school. It's a long time coming, a dream come true. I'm very proud and happy for her. She'll be the first person in our family with a masters degree, she'll be moving out of a job she hates and into a career she wants.
There is a part of me that is saying "hey, that was supposed to be me". It's a small part, in every possible sense of the word. It makes me feel