Thursday, January 13, 2011
Man, being an adult stinks sometimes.
Brad and I recently sat down and talked about our financial goals, mapped out a savings plan, opened an account together, and life is good. We talked about how I'd keep my car as long as I could to save money... it's almost always cheaper to fix the car than it is to buy a new one. But that's not the point.
When I graduated college and got my first "real" job, I thought "man, I'm sick of taking my car in for oil changes and seeing little things that are wrong with it." So one weekend, I took my old car to the VW dealership and walked away with a brand-spankin'-new Jetta. I loved my car! It had heated seats, a sunroof, a turbo engine... wahoo!
I still love my car, but I get much more frustrated with it. When I bought it, I didn't do very much research. I was much less "responsible" than I am now. Didn't bother researching that VWs are expensive to fix, and not every mechanic works on them. (I have gone to two places close to my house that "don't work on Volkswagens... they are too much trouble.") I have a great mechanic, but he's about 30 minutes from my work, which is about 40 minutes from my house. Sigh... he's probably saved me tons of money that i would have spent at the dealer, but the problems are coming much more frequently. I had my car in last month to replace some parts, and today my car was acting up again. So in it's going again.
In my former life, I would have traded it in about a year ago. But in this life, I'm working on saving money and figuring out what's really important to me. And I really *like* not having a car payment. That's a lot of money!
So I was all ready to head to the gym after school, but that's when my car started going nuts. (well, not really nuts, just doing a weird bucking thing that it does sometimes.) I went home instead of the gym so I could call my mechanic before he closed. And after I called him, I just got so bummed out. I am usually pretty positive when it comes to things like this, but I just feel like BLAH. I ate two chocolate cupcakes, an English muffin, AND a bowl of soup. And then I took a nap. Yes, a nap at 6:30pm. Either I'm really bummed out about my car or I'm fighting off a sickness WHILE I'm bummed out about my car. I'm cold and tired, and all I want to do is lie on the couch..
It's hard to be positive all the time. I hate to complain, but I need to get it out. Hopefully I'll get some perspective about this and I'll be back to my usually peppy self. But for now, I just want to mope. Maybe I'll take a bath and go to bed early. I think Brad said we could take the car in early tomorrow morning. Which would be nice, because all I want to do right now is go to sleep.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
One of my favorite parts about having snow days in the middle of the week is that it's like a mini-weekend. How nice. So two days left in the week. Yay!
Yesterday was a wonderfully lazy day. I am getting a little better at balancing time doing things with time not doing things. Brad put it very well yesterday - he said that I always do things with purpose. Which is really very nice of him.
We are getting another veggie share this summer! I can't wait. We got the renewal form, and I had to double check because of our plans to move, and it works out that we will be able to take advantage of another farm season. Last summer's veggies were awesome. I didn't realize how much I'd enjoy having those fresh veggies every week!
- cardio and stretch after school (probably elliptical...)
- make lunch for tomorrow
- get morning gym clothes ready
Have a super day!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Well, not much to report.
It was a snow day, so I had a Belgian waffle for breakfast. A gigantic, delicious Belgian waffle.
I drank a lot of water, and took a lot of naps.
Laundry got done, and the downstairs got vacuumed.
Car is shoveled out.
I love these little mid-week breaks!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
The Christmas Cookie Pudge, I mean. On January 3rd, I put on my pants to go to work. That morning, I stood in front of the kids with my hands on my hips and felt something that wasn't there before the break. Overhang. I remember listening to the kids sing, and not paying any attention to them. Instead, I was thinking "man, I really *did* eat too many cookies."
My life ain't what it used to be.
In a previous life, I would have not noticed this pudge, or else I would have denied that it was there. "I think my pants shrunk." But not in this life. I worked out a plan, got in more water than ever, started working out smarter than ever before, and by golly, it's almost gone!
The proof is in the pudding. Staying off the scale over the holidays didn't prevent the Cookie Pudge from happening. Which is kind of an interesting thing. It's easy to say "I'm going to stay off the scale for _____ amount of time. It doesn't matter what the scale says." We all hate the scale (well, in general). Staying off the scale doesn't change the fact that my pudge was there... Whether I gained 2 pounds or 5 pounds, the pudge still happened. The scale just let me know how much my pudge weighed.
So yesterday, hands on hips, I felt the difference. It only took a week, but it was a hard week. I could have just ignored the problem, but then I would have been a week behind. Last Monday I thought "man, I'll never get this off. I worked so hard!" and I was a little bummed. But if I hadn't just sucked it up and gone to the gym, I'd *still*be feeling bummed.
Snow snow snow... it's hopefully on its way!
- lower body circuit at the gym
- water water water!
- be positive!
- Brad's birthday - I bought Prosecco and Grand Marnier for a treat, and we might be cooking up a steak for dinner. Not sure yet.
Have a super day!
Monday, January 10, 2011
I'm not too good at looking far into the future and setting goals. I just don't work that way. So this year, when I did my "resolutions," I decided to start with committing to a plan for January. And since even a month is a long time for me, I thought I'd just plan out my schedule week by week and see what happens. So far it's been a wonderful thing. While it's hard for me to see all the way to February, I *can* see until Saturday.
This helps immensely on days like today, when all I wanted to do was stay in bed. Too much football and beer yesterday does not make for a happy Carrie at 5:00am when the alarm goes off. But I thought of my weekly plan, how I had everything all figured out, and it made it a little less horrible getting up. "If I miss today, then I have to rework my whole week." If I were thinking of the whole month, I probably would have thought "Well, it's only the 10th, I can make this up at some point." So there it is.
My car is warming up, I have my bag ready to go... off to the gym for a bit of circuit training!
Have a super day!
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