I’m doing it. I’m blatantly ripping off….erm….taking inspiration from Adrienne’s blog. You should totally check her out. She’s kind and funny and witty. Well, she posted a list that I really would like to delve into. This is what it looks like:
The 7 Deadly Sins…
Day 1 – Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2 – Envy. Seven things you lack and covet.
Day 3 – Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 – Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 – Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 6 – Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 – Lust. Seven love secrets
I have been not so great on the eating front. I have started my night-time munchie-mania once again. I know how to stop it, so tonight is the night, people. No snacky-snacky for me.
Running is going well though. I’m into week 3 and all is well. I love love love the music I have right now. However, I almost fell off the treadmill today trying bang my head and run. I’m sure if anyone had seen it, they would have fallen over laughing. So my tip for the day is: Don’t Headbang and Run. It’s the anti-Nike: Just DON’T do it.
Decided to be all domestic with the boys today. We got crafty. We made paper towel roll owls with googly eyes, and then I showed J how to make the old-school friendship bracelets with embroidery thread. Those were so popular back in the day. He’s making a light pink and white one for a certain girl. Sweetness.
I’m loving life. Things are so good! I feel like I have a grip on things. Which is a lot. Recently things were threatening to spiral out of control, but I’ve since reigned things in that needed to be reigned in, and let go of the things I couldn’t control. It’s so weird when you feel like you’re juggling all these things and one misstep and it’s over. Panic! Not a good way to live life. So I’m trying to get back to the fun of every day, and focus on the little pleasures where I can. What helps? I have my bible, aka my red leather schedule book. I write everything in it, and then to take it even further, I put a post-it note on the front with a checklist of things that need to be done for the day. Things like who I need to call, what my intervals for my run are, what book I need to check out or put on hold at the library, etc. With school and the boys schedule’s now, it’s been a lifesaver. I’ve got a groove going now.
The boys start swimming Monday night. I’m so excited for them. I really think they’ll enjoy it. The only part I’m not really digging: Little One’s lesson is “mommy and me” type. Which means I have to wear a suit and get in with him. I’m not crazy about wearing a swimsuit in front of a bunch of strangers, but I’m realistic and know that nobody really cares if I’m a curvy chunky monkey, and I’m doing it to share an experience with my child. So I’ll get over it. But I still have that voice in the back of my head. I think I’ll tell her to shut the hell up. Nobody makes me feel less than, especially myself!!!
Which brings me to the question for you all. What do you do to shut her up? She’s evil.