Thursday, January 31, 2008

tell it to the judge

This afternoon, I am going to stand in front of the judge and beg him/her to cut me some slack. I'm basically going to say that I have always taken pride in my clean record, I don't make a ton of money and I would really appreciate it if the judge could reduce the cost of my ticket and not assign points. I have the little paragraph written out. I'm not planning to "plead my case" word for word off the paper, but I will probably use it a crutch to get me through it.

I have never actually gone to court for anything, being the goody two-shoes that I am. I fully regret going the court route and wish that I had just paid the stupid thing. It will definitely be an interesting experience. This ordeal has been on my mind since the day I got the ticket. I'm sure my co-workers would love for me to just get it over with. Oy.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Everything but work

I must make an effort to focus on the other side of my life, the side that has nothing to do with the day-to-day grind that comes with being a sr. secretary extraordinaire. My life is so much more than just work; I scrapbook, pretend to sew, I love to read, I'm in a wonderful relationship, good friends and I am trying to be healthier and more active.
During the menstrual days, I was dumb enough to weigh myself almost daily. I reached peaks that nearly brought me to tears! However, I kept it together long enough to watch what foods and drinks went into my mouth, not counting the comfort foods that got me through Friday, and weighed myself post-period. I have successfully backed off those horrible 4 pounds, to a more reasonable number that is basically right where I started.
Nora and I went for a 30 minute walk on Monday and then a 45 minute step-aerobic class. The step class left me sore and walking funny for a few days. I find myself looking in the mirror at my calves wondering if they are any trimmer for my efforts. I’m thinking no.
I have spent the last day and half being active, mostly through chores around the apartment and spending time with my love. Today, I have the day to myself so I’ve gotten back on the sewing wagon. Projects are small and easy to handle, yet help me get more experience in the measuring, cutting and prepping stages.
My scrapbook is now caught up through 2005 and the first 2006 pages are in progress. Once the pictures came in the mail my book doubled in size. I’m looking forward to getting into 2006. There was a trip to the Keys, family vacation, a trip to the Philippines, football games, Ryan and Jenn time and Nina and my graduation.
The apartment is looking better and better. Ryan and I have been fairly careful about keeping it presentable yet live-able. Occasionally the dishes pile up or the laundry is strewn all over chairs and the floor, but in general, with little effort, the place is guest friendly. We have been okay about my eating out restrictions. I haven’t gone to get a bagel and coffee at work at all. I have not ordered Papa John’s, nor gone to Panera. I ate once at Olive Garden, but used a gift card. We have gone to get sushi twice, but split the bill so as not to have one person spending too much money. My finances are stable and that horrible speeding ticket will soon be a thing of the past. The court date is the 31st, eleven days away. I don’t know what to expect in the least. I almost wish that I had just paid the ticket and moved on.
January is dragging. I have a lot to look forward to in February. Lots of birthdays, a trip to Orlando and no more worrying about being on food/money restriction. Hurry up February!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

whining.

I have definitely been keeping to my “more social” goal. I’ve been to several game nights, a workout class, a Kevorkian lecture and movie nights. Maybe these things aren’t the coolest events or the hippest socials, but definitely more getting outing of the apartment. The downside is that the more I go out, the more difficult it is for me to come to my job. It isn’t that I’m too tired or anything, it’s just the more fun I have the more time I want to spend having fun instead of being miserable at work. It’s the same story all of the time: I am not happy with my job because I don’t know what I want to do with my life. I wish that I could just sing a different song. Maybe I’m just not growing up and am fighting the 9 to 5. Maybe I’m just not cut out for the office life. I want to be proud of what I do, not mumble, secretary when people ask what I do. I toy with the idea of teaching or nursing, but never actually go for it. What am I so afraid of?

I know that my attitude has taken a serious hit at work. I’m no longer bubbly and smiley. I no longer have patience to help those I once befriended. I am negative and grumpy and I am certainly not proud of it. Somehow I have to turn it off at home, remember that it isn’t anyone’s fault but my own that my attitude is in the dumps. I want to stay at my current job until August, simply for the longevity and continuity at one job. My resume needs the help. I don’t want to stay because I hate the work.

Sunday, January 6, 2008

adventures in baby shopping

Today my sister and I ventured to Target so that I could purchase a baby shower gift for one of Ryan's sisters. ohmygosh, that was not fun! I printed out the list and attempted to find anything in the store. Most of the items were only available online only, and had I been organized and planned ahead, I could have had something cute and fun ordered weeks ago, but who has time for that? We spent about 45 minutes going up and down the 7 aisles matching brands, item numbers and actual items. I didn't get the things I wanted because they were not where they were supposed to be and the prices were completely off. The list said something cost $7.50 and then the store said it cost $39.99. Not helpful. None of the prices were anywhere near accurate, so I ended up just getting anything I could find on the list and in the store. When we got to the register, the items didn't scan off the list. The lovely (read: careless) cashier says "Well, maybe it'll come off eventually." Thank goodness for gift receipts. On the bright side, the mothers (and their cute little kids/babies) going up and down the aisles with me and my sister were very helpful with pointing brands or explaining what the stuff was actually used for.

The shower is on Friday, but unfortunately I can't go for dinner, I can only go to give her the presents. I am still on financial restriction (ticket, boo) and dinner at Garden is very much out of the question. Ryan and I have gone 4 days straight now without going out to eat. The entertaining part of not eating out is my pathetic attempt at cooking. I've tried a couple of dinners without taste-bud pleasing success. The food is edible, but leftovers are not appealing once we remember how tasteless the food was the first time around. I will not give up, though! A couple nights a week, I will try to learn to cook something and the others nights, well, there's nothing wrong with frozen dinners, sandwiches and/or cereal, is there? Here's hoping that January goes by fast!

Thursday, January 3, 2008

happy new year!

This year I will be turning 24. Yikes! The new year gives us the opportunity to start fresh, evaluate where I’ve been and where I want to go. I want to make things move in my life, so I’m compiling a list of things to work toward. 2008 Here I come!

In no particular order:
1. Catch up in scrapbooking: I’ve only scrapped up to 2005 and I already have pictures from 2008! Though it has been a fun adventure to peruse through pictures from my life 2-3 years ago.
2. Make the Australia scrapbook: Admittedly, this should be under bullet 1, but this beast is a project all its own. I haven’t even begun to sift through the hundreds of pictures from my trip to Australia.
3. Drink more water.
4. Create a health and fitness plan that gradually builds: This way my goals can change daily/weekly to accommodate my schedule. So yesterday, the goal was to just use the treadmill for a full 30 minutes. It didn’t matter how many calories I burned or how far I went, just that I was moving for 30 minutes and the time was blocked off in my head. I’m hoping to use this once a week to keep my mind set on working out regularly for a set amount of time.
5. Move to a new city: I am so done with Gainesville. Crazy drivers. Freshmen season. Bad shopping. Crazy college kids. Unappealing social activities (i.e. getting drunk) Six years is enough.
6. Make new friends: On the nights when Ryan is working or the times that we would like to just have a bunch of people come hang out, there is just no one to call. I’d like to build up a new friendship base complete with girlfriends (don’t be gross), board gamers, wine and cheese lovers, and workout buddies. Where do you find these people?
7. Build up my savings account: I did some research and found that my credit union savings account is making 7x the interest of my main savings account. I have 10x the money in my main savings account! I’ll be switching accounts to get the better interest rate, but this goal involves more than just that small change. I will be working on not eating out as often, controlling the impulse buys and conserving the energy/water we consume at home. I will also be looking for a home with lower rent starting August 1.
8. Figure out my career choices: I have no illusions in my head of finding the perfect career in the next year, but I would like to narrow my choices and head in the right direction toward my choice.
9. Religion: I would like to become more spiritually active. Currently, prayers come as an after-thought or during stressful/worrisome situations. I’d like to get back to the roots of my faith.

This year seemed to go by in such a blur. In 2007 I: filed my taxes, spent as much quality time with the love of my life as possible, was in my brother’s wedding, changed jobs, RV’ed with my family, went on a cruise, lost a little bit of weight, stayed in the same apt for a second year, donated blood, saved a little more money, went to my first black-tie event and started taking piano lessons. When making my goals, I forgot to think about all the things I have accomplished this year. I’ve done more than I thought. Here’s to a great oh-eight.