Update
I'm going through yet another existential crisis, I wonder if it's because I'm too posh out here in western civilization. I mean, if I lived over in the Eastern continents, or even up North, would I still be worried about what I'm doing with my life? Or is it just a matter of replacing one fear with another?
Either way I have a lot on my mind these days, all pretty practical matters. I want to pay of my 10 grand (not including student loan) debt in a year and start saving up. I want to give blood, I want to finally make an appointment with the bank to open up Brandon's savings account. I'd like to finish the two newsletters I'm responsible for and finally finish writing the letters I've been meaning to do since Christmas.
Oh and I'm giving away a ton of stuff. I just want it gone.
Tonight we paint the kitchen. Seriously, last night we moved out the appliances, stove, fridge and all and patched the holes. Today we bought the paint.
I'm having a really hard time with weight watchers. I feel like I'm starving and when I'm not it's because I'm uber guilty for eating food high in calories/fat. I don't feel like I have any support. Maybe it's the meeting place I go to, I find it extremely irrelevant. The only use I've gotten out of it so far is their scale. They don't have anyone to talk with on an individual basis. I fear I may have set myself up to a goal I'll fail :(
Enough pity party for me. I bought two Martha Stewart magazines as a treat for myself and I think I just might make some tea and read through them, then back to work :)
Either way I have a lot on my mind these days, all pretty practical matters. I want to pay of my 10 grand (not including student loan) debt in a year and start saving up. I want to give blood, I want to finally make an appointment with the bank to open up Brandon's savings account. I'd like to finish the two newsletters I'm responsible for and finally finish writing the letters I've been meaning to do since Christmas.
Oh and I'm giving away a ton of stuff. I just want it gone.
Tonight we paint the kitchen. Seriously, last night we moved out the appliances, stove, fridge and all and patched the holes. Today we bought the paint.
I'm having a really hard time with weight watchers. I feel like I'm starving and when I'm not it's because I'm uber guilty for eating food high in calories/fat. I don't feel like I have any support. Maybe it's the meeting place I go to, I find it extremely irrelevant. The only use I've gotten out of it so far is their scale. They don't have anyone to talk with on an individual basis. I fear I may have set myself up to a goal I'll fail :(
Enough pity party for me. I bought two Martha Stewart magazines as a treat for myself and I think I just might make some tea and read through them, then back to work :)