I had a staycation last week. It was really nice. I love having the ability to take time off and just chillax. Sometimes I feel bad because Matt can't take as much time off as me, though. It's hard for me to relax and enjoy my time off when I spend the whole day feeling bad for him because his job doesn't make him happy.
So, what did I do this week? I ate all kinds of stuff that is super bad for me. I got skunk drunk twice. I went shopping three times. I spent time with my mother. I spent time with my bestie, who was visiting from Connecticut. I cleaned the house. I had a party. I went to a concert. It was wild and crazy and so much fun. I didn't think that I would be ready to go back to work but I actually am.
And I am ready to get back to my other work too. Happiness.
So, tomorrow I am not just going back to work, I am going to kick ass. I am going to spend my week working out and eating like I am supposed to. I am going to do my best not to spend money. I am going to drink my water and clean my house and do my laundry and write my novel and be nice to my mother. Because, as happy as my staycation has made me I know that it can't go on forever. Unless I finish that book. lol
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Closing March, Opening April
The most frustrating thing about March was my inability to lose any weight even though I felt like I was being a saint. However, the last week of the month I dropped a pound. Now I have a whole new month ahead of me! (Though, again, it's about how I feel. Not what I weigh.)
Other than that, March was possibly the month that I have been the happiest this year. I read once about the Shakers (or is it the Quakers?) who think of every action as a prayer. They think of making the bed as thanking God for a place to sleep. I kind of love this theory. One of the problems with being a woman is that I work full time and it is still expected that I keep a lovely, well maintained, clean house. My lawn should be mowed. I should have a vegetable garden. My floors should be clean enough to eat off of. It's hard enough with three cats and a boyfriend. I can only imagine what it's like with kids!
Sometimes, I am really good with housework. I do the laundry every Sunday and have a rule that it must be folded within 24 hours. I load the dishwasher as I dirty dishes, run it when it's full, and unload it when it's done. Before bed every night I run my tea kettle and while it's on the stove I grind my coffee beans for the morning and clean up the kitchen, even hand washing dishes and wiping down counters. I try to follow the "30 second rule" and do anything that will take less than 30 seconds instantly, such as changing the toilet paper roll. Still, it's the actual cleaning that gets away from me. I start every weekend in the bedroom and work my way room by room. Some weeks I finish the same day. Other weeks I never finish.
I also have a hard time with home because it's an older home (built in 1977) that's changed hands numerous times. (I purchased it in November 2010. The previous sale had been in 2008 to a gentleman who lived there three months while he fixed it up and then rented it out to a girl I went to school with as a rent to own.) It's really not in the best shape and there are cosmetic things about it that drive me batty. It has newer wood laminate flooring and newer kitchen cupboards and the whole house has been painted since I purchased it. I've even put a new roof on. Still, I fantasize about tearing the cheap "tile" out of the shower. But my biggest dream is a sliding glass door and a back porch. I miss out on my back yard just because there isn't a door leading to it.
My goal last month was to ENJOY my house. And I did. I even spent some time sitting silently on the couch, listening to the birds. I opened the windows when it was warm. I did a heavy cleaning for a get together. I cooked at home more. I tried not to get down on myself about the things that I never got around too, even those UFO's I said I would work on. And it was wonderful.
This month I am supposed to focus on family. I figured I would just try to be nicer this month. That's one of my big downfalls. I love my family but they HAVE to love me so I am allowed to be a bitch. I've already started!
Other than that, March was possibly the month that I have been the happiest this year. I read once about the Shakers (or is it the Quakers?) who think of every action as a prayer. They think of making the bed as thanking God for a place to sleep. I kind of love this theory. One of the problems with being a woman is that I work full time and it is still expected that I keep a lovely, well maintained, clean house. My lawn should be mowed. I should have a vegetable garden. My floors should be clean enough to eat off of. It's hard enough with three cats and a boyfriend. I can only imagine what it's like with kids!
Sometimes, I am really good with housework. I do the laundry every Sunday and have a rule that it must be folded within 24 hours. I load the dishwasher as I dirty dishes, run it when it's full, and unload it when it's done. Before bed every night I run my tea kettle and while it's on the stove I grind my coffee beans for the morning and clean up the kitchen, even hand washing dishes and wiping down counters. I try to follow the "30 second rule" and do anything that will take less than 30 seconds instantly, such as changing the toilet paper roll. Still, it's the actual cleaning that gets away from me. I start every weekend in the bedroom and work my way room by room. Some weeks I finish the same day. Other weeks I never finish.
I also have a hard time with home because it's an older home (built in 1977) that's changed hands numerous times. (I purchased it in November 2010. The previous sale had been in 2008 to a gentleman who lived there three months while he fixed it up and then rented it out to a girl I went to school with as a rent to own.) It's really not in the best shape and there are cosmetic things about it that drive me batty. It has newer wood laminate flooring and newer kitchen cupboards and the whole house has been painted since I purchased it. I've even put a new roof on. Still, I fantasize about tearing the cheap "tile" out of the shower. But my biggest dream is a sliding glass door and a back porch. I miss out on my back yard just because there isn't a door leading to it.
My goal last month was to ENJOY my house. And I did. I even spent some time sitting silently on the couch, listening to the birds. I opened the windows when it was warm. I did a heavy cleaning for a get together. I cooked at home more. I tried not to get down on myself about the things that I never got around too, even those UFO's I said I would work on. And it was wonderful.
This month I am supposed to focus on family. I figured I would just try to be nicer this month. That's one of my big downfalls. I love my family but they HAVE to love me so I am allowed to be a bitch. I've already started!
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