That's all I can really manage tonight, but I had to make a blog post for NaBloPoMo! Excuse me while I crawl into bed to die. Hopefully I'll be more entertaining tomorrow!
At the end of 2011, I made a resolution that nearly everybody makes: I wanted to get healthy, get in shape, and most importantly, feel more comfortable in my body. More than 60 pounds later, I consider my New Year's resolution from last year to be a smashing success. I feel fantastic and have plans to continue getting healthier and happier. Since I was able to stick to my resolution last year, I am overflowing with ideas (and confidence) to continue to improve my life overall in 2013. One of the things that I really want to work on is making time to do things that I enjoy. I've fallen into a pattern lately of getting up, rushing off to work, working hard and long and then coming home, mentally drained to watch TV and play on my phone until I fall asleep after a few short hours and then repeating the process. I hate it. So, I've made a list of things that I want to do (and not do) in 2013. One of the big ones is to spend more time reading. I love to read. It re...
For the past two days, I have been doing some serious job hunting. Obviously, by "serious job hunting," I mean getting up around 11:30, sitting at the computer for several hours before eating Christmas dinner leftovers until I'm in a carb coma and then napping while I watch reruns of The Office. But honestly, I have been working really hard. Promise. If looking for jobs was a job , I would quit. There's nothing more beautiful than seeing the words "please send resume and cover letter via e-mail." That means you won't have to sit through hours of surveys with stupid questions where it is impossible to figure out the right answer. My personal devil... the agree, disagree, blah blah blah questions. I feel like I have to explain myself on every one, and that my answer is going to be the wrong one. I am a very hardworking employee, and I often slack off on the job. Strongly disagree Disagree Agree Strongly agree See, no right answer. Sendin...
It's been just under 27 days since I birthed a baby. Oliver is snuggled up on my chest in the Moby right now, allowing me to use both of my hands while he sleeps. We're getting the hang of this. Finally. After about a week and a half of creepy postpartum symptoms, and then the guilt over feeling them at all, Ollie and I are settling into a routine. Marc's mom is here right now, which has been comforting, especially because, for a little while, I was wondering if I would be able to do this on my own… a sort of new mommy panic. Having her here has been like knowing that there is a safety net, but I have been feeling lately like I CAN do this on my own. Sleeping is going okay some nights and not so okay other nights, but either way, I feel like I am getting enough sleep. Enough to function, enough not to break down into tears. Man, I miss my eight or nine hours in a row… now I would even be over the moon to get four or five solid hours in a row. Every morning, wh...
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