1.) Work on my yard has pretty much come to a complete halt. I don't dig holes or do much of anything when it's over 85 degrees out. I am not a fan of summer. Never have been, never will be. Give me 75 degrees with a nice breeze any day. Yes, I know that means I should move to a different part of the country. No, that does not mean that I ever will. Either way, staining the deck has been put on hold until it cools off a little, as well as finishing planting the bed in front of my house. This means that....
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| I have made quite a lot of progress though. It's starting to look like a home! |
2.) I really need to spend this time conquering the crap in my house. All of my interior projects have pretty much been put on hold due to finances, but I also have a little pressure to get it done-which I will tell you about at a later date. So, when I'm not working, I will be cleaning up and out! I have a feeling that Goodwill is going to love me and the trash men are going to hate me for the next month or so. First up is getting my second bedroom cleaned out, painted and set up. I've started already, but I have motivation issues. If I can't immediately see progress, I feel defeated (explains a lot about my weight, right?) But I have no choice. I just need to plug away. If anyone is bored and wants to come watch someone clean and de-clutter, and have a cocktail, call me. I can always use the company to motivate (shame) me into being productive.
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| I do enjoy help. Seriously. And this boy can seriously help. Earning money for college. |
3.) Isn't it amazing how a compliment from a complete stranger can make your day? I smiled at the guy delivering beer to Quik Trip this morning and we laughed because we both tried to get out of each other's way, and both stepped the same direction. The next time he passed me he told me I needed to seriously consider modeling because I was too pretty not to. It was such a kind remark...and I accepted his compliment with a thank you and then immediately mumbled to myself that he must not have seen my butt/thighs/belly or he would never have said that. Then I immediately mumbled to myself that I shouldn't be my worst critic all of the time and that I should just enjoy that someone thought I was pretty. So that's what I've been doing ever since. I think we are all guilty of this. So stop it. If someone compliments you, assume it is true!
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| Humor like this is what keeps me coming back to work every day. |
4.) Work is really wearing me out lately. Finding good help is HARD! I've had a couple of people leave, along with extending our store hours, so it's been a beast to find new help. I'm always looking, so if you know someone that would be good at helping customers, send them my way. I've probably got something I can hire them for. Meanwhile, I sit, completely overwhelmed (which I will admit is better than bored), often times waiting on stuff from people I work with so that I can accomplish my work. I will flat out admit that I don't play well or work well with others....if I have to wait for something from them, I wonder why they are eating when I'm still waiting. I know things will continue to be good here and continue to change every day. The new responsibilities are awesome and I wouldn't give them up for anything.
5.) So I packed a gym bag today. I'm gonna go back after quite a few months away. I'm not sure I even remember the combination to my lock for the locker. I'm not going to get too crazy or make bold statements about working out for hours on end each day. I'm going to aim for 3-4 days a week for 30 minutes on the treadmill and a couple of days work on my arms. FLABBY TEACHER ARMS BE GONE! It's probably not enough, but when I try to do more I end up quitting, so I am making my goal completely and totally attainable. I'm hoping that this gives me some more energy and keeps me from laying around the house after work every day. That is a life suck right there.
Yeah, so I suppose that's probably about it for now. Thanks for listening to my ramblings. I am quite certain I will have more soon, as I tend to be slightly neurotic and just a tad wackadoo.
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