Grocery Shopping
I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a bad mood. I was previously very irritable, but managed to keep calm. I kind of talked to my mom about things, though she tries to tell me too much stuff and doesn't just listen enough. I tried telling her how I'm totally trusting God. I'm not sure I can make next months car payment, but I have an account at the bank that the bank's been pulling my money into... that I haven't been able to touch. So I have $75 there. That and my paycheck should cover it. The problem is getting the bank to cancel the account and dump my money back into my accessible one. My mom is skeptical. By next car payment, I'll be working at Busch (I know I keep saying that)... and I'll have the income... so this extra bank account I didn't really want was a blessing. We talked about other things too, not important though. Just about where my life is going... haha. Oh and the garage sale.
So about the Air Force thing... I'm gonna go for a runners' diet now. I want the option to be open. This means no red meat or soda. Carbohydrates only at breakfast. Breakfast being the biggest meal, lunch medium, and dinner a small meal. That is how it is SUPPOSE to be anyhow. Plenty of water and walking the dog everyday until I'm in shape enough to start jogging and then running. That is the jist of it all. Then I shall work on upper body strength for pull ups.
I'm a lot more active this week than last. It's all about God. If I hadn't tuned things out and let God speak, I'd still be a lazy, hopeless bum with little will to live or love. Thankyou so much, Father.
Anyhow, I'm going to Jennifer's in an hour. I still have some dishes to do. I already walked the dog, even though it is not MY dog. Oh and my dad bought an invisible fence to train Hailey (the rottweiler) to stay in the yard. This week is spring break and they want ME to do the training. What is up with that? I feel like it is my darn dog. Oh well, when Hailey and my brother are gone, I'm gonna convince my parents to get a smaller dog... one that doesn't exceed 50 lbs.
So about the Air Force thing... I'm gonna go for a runners' diet now. I want the option to be open. This means no red meat or soda. Carbohydrates only at breakfast. Breakfast being the biggest meal, lunch medium, and dinner a small meal. That is how it is SUPPOSE to be anyhow. Plenty of water and walking the dog everyday until I'm in shape enough to start jogging and then running. That is the jist of it all. Then I shall work on upper body strength for pull ups.
I'm a lot more active this week than last. It's all about God. If I hadn't tuned things out and let God speak, I'd still be a lazy, hopeless bum with little will to live or love. Thankyou so much, Father.
Anyhow, I'm going to Jennifer's in an hour. I still have some dishes to do. I already walked the dog, even though it is not MY dog. Oh and my dad bought an invisible fence to train Hailey (the rottweiler) to stay in the yard. This week is spring break and they want ME to do the training. What is up with that? I feel like it is my darn dog. Oh well, when Hailey and my brother are gone, I'm gonna convince my parents to get a smaller dog... one that doesn't exceed 50 lbs.