One foot in front of the other`
It is amazing how perilous things can seem one day... and menial the next.
I have been eating a lot of sugar lately. Which makes me feel good. But i am totally afraid of the looming CRASH so I just baked some Meringues for "for my father to take to work tomorrow". BUt in reality it was to fix my sugar addiction, and give Zwiro a little something tomorrow. I love that he loves it when I bake him things. Which makes me just love to bake more things.... its a beautiful cycle.
My Ass hurts and My Arms Hurt. From Both Climbing and the TONY LITTLE WORK OUT TAPE I have been doing. Its really hard. I love feeling the burn after... but this sugar craze is kind of killing all the effort I am putting in. I also havent been drinking a lot of water. I know that FOR ME. Water is the secret to weight loss. BEcause When I am drinking like 6 bottles of water a day I notice a difference really quickly.
Well that was a hole lot of nothing said. SO I am drinking my big glass of water and trying to hold myself accountable.
I did a whole lot of nothing again today. I am volunteering for the American Embassy at a Charity Bazaar, and I am coming up with all these ideas. I LOVE doing this kind of stuff. Anytime I get to be creative and put something on for the public I get SO EXCITED! I am just BALLS OUT. But there always seems to be some kind of Kill Joy that is full of negativity towards the work being done.
Why cant I get involved in something where EVERYONE is positive and enthusiastic. Like I hear stories about people working in groups like that... why cant I seem to find one. I mean.... I am pretty damn positive even to the bitter end... I dont know. OBVIOUSLY it is ME if in 21 years I havent had many MEMORABLE experiences with committees.
This Friday is Halloween, and its the FIRST Halloween that I am NOT excited about what so ever. I was invited to a party. But I dont really want to go. Even my mother is telling me to go, but.... ugh
I really cant wait for NOV. 8th.
I hope I get that JOB! That would be an answer to so many prayers.
I am ready to rock.
I have been eating a lot of sugar lately. Which makes me feel good. But i am totally afraid of the looming CRASH so I just baked some Meringues for "for my father to take to work tomorrow". BUt in reality it was to fix my sugar addiction, and give Zwiro a little something tomorrow. I love that he loves it when I bake him things. Which makes me just love to bake more things.... its a beautiful cycle.
My Ass hurts and My Arms Hurt. From Both Climbing and the TONY LITTLE WORK OUT TAPE I have been doing. Its really hard. I love feeling the burn after... but this sugar craze is kind of killing all the effort I am putting in. I also havent been drinking a lot of water. I know that FOR ME. Water is the secret to weight loss. BEcause When I am drinking like 6 bottles of water a day I notice a difference really quickly.
Well that was a hole lot of nothing said. SO I am drinking my big glass of water and trying to hold myself accountable.
I did a whole lot of nothing again today. I am volunteering for the American Embassy at a Charity Bazaar, and I am coming up with all these ideas. I LOVE doing this kind of stuff. Anytime I get to be creative and put something on for the public I get SO EXCITED! I am just BALLS OUT. But there always seems to be some kind of Kill Joy that is full of negativity towards the work being done.
Why cant I get involved in something where EVERYONE is positive and enthusiastic. Like I hear stories about people working in groups like that... why cant I seem to find one. I mean.... I am pretty damn positive even to the bitter end... I dont know. OBVIOUSLY it is ME if in 21 years I havent had many MEMORABLE experiences with committees.
This Friday is Halloween, and its the FIRST Halloween that I am NOT excited about what so ever. I was invited to a party. But I dont really want to go. Even my mother is telling me to go, but.... ugh
I really cant wait for NOV. 8th.
I hope I get that JOB! That would be an answer to so many prayers.
I am ready to rock.