pole dancing - clearly a good goal
So my newest goal is to become a proficient pole dancer by the end of the year. That's going to take a lot of strength and fitness as well as overcoming some fears that I have when it comes to going upside down and going very high and then sliding down.
I've spiraled from having a great January 1-11 to having an irritable 1/12-1/14 and I started having suicidal ideations last night again. Ugh. Constant battle I tell ya'.
I'm going to be starting that financial class at a church in February. Monica may be stopping by to visit me this weekend. Andy will visit me at the end of February. I'm going to pay off a bunch of my debt with tomorrow's paycheck & annual bonus. I can't wait to get my W2's and do my taxes so I can hopefully use the refund to pay off my first student loan. Then it is on to the last credit card and then the big two SL-Citi & Direct Loans. I really do want to finish up paying my debt by the end of 2009. I'm glad I joined that gym. It feels so good to work out. I'm glad I've been making amends. I'm worried about my dad. I hate hearing my boss' voice sound anxious on the phone when she's talking with customers. I've been successful in making my bed every morning and taking a shower every night for the past 2-3 weeks.
I'm doing really well with being single. Adrian went the first birthday in ten years without contacting me. That's okay. It's weird. Within a matter of days after Jenny accused me of making my friends' problems bigger than they really are, I had one friend call me and ask me to come to her apartment at midnight after grabbing something for her at Walgreens. And she asked me to stay with her to make sure that she was alright. Then another friend called me and eventually got around to telling me that she had a full bottle of sleeping pills, she'd already taken four and she had a big bottle of red wine to wash it all down. She was taken to the hospital by an ambulance and is doing better now, but jeez louise! That solidified in my mind that I need to keep my cell phone despite the monthly cost. I don't know that I can tell the above any more factually than I did, and those things honestly did happen within the first five days of the month. So, maybe Jenny is right, but maybe she's not. Who knows.
I've decided to take an hiatus from the news. It'll be good for me. I want to grow spiritually-I've been neglecting that part of me for far too long now. Loretta and I might go to church or some sort of service together later this month. I need to get my four inch heeled boots fixed ASAP. I've been reading 48 Days to Work That You Love. I like it, though I've already heard most of it before and the intro was irritating beyond belief (about 30-40% of it was him quoting the dictionary.)
That's about it for my ramblings. I'm sleep deprived.
I've spiraled from having a great January 1-11 to having an irritable 1/12-1/14 and I started having suicidal ideations last night again. Ugh. Constant battle I tell ya'.
I'm going to be starting that financial class at a church in February. Monica may be stopping by to visit me this weekend. Andy will visit me at the end of February. I'm going to pay off a bunch of my debt with tomorrow's paycheck & annual bonus. I can't wait to get my W2's and do my taxes so I can hopefully use the refund to pay off my first student loan. Then it is on to the last credit card and then the big two SL-Citi & Direct Loans. I really do want to finish up paying my debt by the end of 2009. I'm glad I joined that gym. It feels so good to work out. I'm glad I've been making amends. I'm worried about my dad. I hate hearing my boss' voice sound anxious on the phone when she's talking with customers. I've been successful in making my bed every morning and taking a shower every night for the past 2-3 weeks.
I'm doing really well with being single. Adrian went the first birthday in ten years without contacting me. That's okay. It's weird. Within a matter of days after Jenny accused me of making my friends' problems bigger than they really are, I had one friend call me and ask me to come to her apartment at midnight after grabbing something for her at Walgreens. And she asked me to stay with her to make sure that she was alright. Then another friend called me and eventually got around to telling me that she had a full bottle of sleeping pills, she'd already taken four and she had a big bottle of red wine to wash it all down. She was taken to the hospital by an ambulance and is doing better now, but jeez louise! That solidified in my mind that I need to keep my cell phone despite the monthly cost. I don't know that I can tell the above any more factually than I did, and those things honestly did happen within the first five days of the month. So, maybe Jenny is right, but maybe she's not. Who knows.
I've decided to take an hiatus from the news. It'll be good for me. I want to grow spiritually-I've been neglecting that part of me for far too long now. Loretta and I might go to church or some sort of service together later this month. I need to get my four inch heeled boots fixed ASAP. I've been reading 48 Days to Work That You Love. I like it, though I've already heard most of it before and the intro was irritating beyond belief (about 30-40% of it was him quoting the dictionary.)
That's about it for my ramblings. I'm sleep deprived.