Something of a Rant
Its amazing how many things can be going on in so boring a life.
I haven't figured out what to do about the house yet. I wish there was some way to make it actually be like work - Clock in and be stuck working till you clock out. I've tried it though, and it doesn't help. I get lazy. Two 4 hour shifts a week would be over kill for getting this place clean, but I can't seem to make myself do it. I just signed a contract with myself thay says I will do house work 5 hours a week. We'll see how that goes, I guess.
It wouldn't be so frustrating if half of all that work wasn't cleaning up after Matt. I might go get the camera and see if I can post a picture of what his desk looks like so you all realize how bad of a slob I am stuck with.
I'm also not studying as much as I should be, or writing Wifey as much as I should be (I need to get that letter out today), or Sandy, or emailing Dad. Hanging out with people is starting to feel draining. I hate being introverted. I need to go get some Extroverted friends to pull me back up along the scale.
My attempted weight loss is going to crap. We went to a pizza buffet last night, for pete's sake. And now I can't even tell if I need to lose anymore. I'm 5'9" somewhere around 145 pounds. I was down to 142 at one point, and still thought I had too much of a tummy. Goal is 135, but I might stop at 140 and just keep weight training for a while, and see how that works out.
If I can get down to that.
Mom seems to be doing better than me, but we still need to get her RMR checked. She has some weird gaining patterns.
I'm not really this negative, I don't think. I just have to write all the negative things out to make myself feel better. I'm loving what I am studying, even if I don't think I'm going fast enough at it. I'm doing some seriously killer weight training, and that feels really great. We got DDR working again, and so it'll be much easier for me to burn calories. And writing this out has made me feel a bit more motivated. I loves my Oblivion.
I'm sorta thinking about work too. My little brother works at the Mcdonalds right across the street, and he says they are short by like 7 people. Hes a night person, and they are making him work mornings because no one else is there. Hes getting like 60 hours a week. Which is helpful, since hes saving up to move in with his girlfriend, but still sucks. And theres a vet place down the street thats hiring. I've applied there before (Like 3 times) But I would still love to work there. I think. I've been home so long I think I've forgotten what its like to have to work. It would be nice to be saving money toward school or something, but maybe I should be babysitting or house cleaning instead? I'm sort of afriad of what I might get if I advertise house cleaning, but if you clean the house of the person you're babysitting for I know you always get a call back. I try to talk to Matt about it, but I think he honestly doesn't care. He'd like to have more money to spend, but since I wouldn't be sharing with him it wouldn't matter. He doesn't care if the house stays clean, so he doesn't care if I stay home. Only thing is we only have the one car. But dad did offer to sell me his. Its a Jetta, and really nice.
Now I'm babbling instead of ranting. Maybe I'll go clean something.
I haven't figured out what to do about the house yet. I wish there was some way to make it actually be like work - Clock in and be stuck working till you clock out. I've tried it though, and it doesn't help. I get lazy. Two 4 hour shifts a week would be over kill for getting this place clean, but I can't seem to make myself do it. I just signed a contract with myself thay says I will do house work 5 hours a week. We'll see how that goes, I guess.
It wouldn't be so frustrating if half of all that work wasn't cleaning up after Matt. I might go get the camera and see if I can post a picture of what his desk looks like so you all realize how bad of a slob I am stuck with.
I'm also not studying as much as I should be, or writing Wifey as much as I should be (I need to get that letter out today), or Sandy, or emailing Dad. Hanging out with people is starting to feel draining. I hate being introverted. I need to go get some Extroverted friends to pull me back up along the scale.
My attempted weight loss is going to crap. We went to a pizza buffet last night, for pete's sake. And now I can't even tell if I need to lose anymore. I'm 5'9" somewhere around 145 pounds. I was down to 142 at one point, and still thought I had too much of a tummy. Goal is 135, but I might stop at 140 and just keep weight training for a while, and see how that works out.
If I can get down to that.
Mom seems to be doing better than me, but we still need to get her RMR checked. She has some weird gaining patterns.
I'm not really this negative, I don't think. I just have to write all the negative things out to make myself feel better. I'm loving what I am studying, even if I don't think I'm going fast enough at it. I'm doing some seriously killer weight training, and that feels really great. We got DDR working again, and so it'll be much easier for me to burn calories. And writing this out has made me feel a bit more motivated. I loves my Oblivion.
I'm sorta thinking about work too. My little brother works at the Mcdonalds right across the street, and he says they are short by like 7 people. Hes a night person, and they are making him work mornings because no one else is there. Hes getting like 60 hours a week. Which is helpful, since hes saving up to move in with his girlfriend, but still sucks. And theres a vet place down the street thats hiring. I've applied there before (Like 3 times) But I would still love to work there. I think. I've been home so long I think I've forgotten what its like to have to work. It would be nice to be saving money toward school or something, but maybe I should be babysitting or house cleaning instead? I'm sort of afriad of what I might get if I advertise house cleaning, but if you clean the house of the person you're babysitting for I know you always get a call back. I try to talk to Matt about it, but I think he honestly doesn't care. He'd like to have more money to spend, but since I wouldn't be sharing with him it wouldn't matter. He doesn't care if the house stays clean, so he doesn't care if I stay home. Only thing is we only have the one car. But dad did offer to sell me his. Its a Jetta, and really nice.
Now I'm babbling instead of ranting. Maybe I'll go clean something.