Monday, November 15

Little P On The Prairie?

So I'm toying with an idea, but I'm not sure how far I'll take it. It's already been over 24 hours and I'm thinking I could totally do this...well maybe. I know you're wondering what I'm talking about, I'm getting to that, but allow me to set it up.

Yesterday I moved into my new place. Everything I own is in this piece, I mean there are boxes piled to the popcorn heavens. Normally my first order of business would be to declutter my space. But apparently not this time.

Having done this a year ago, my labour intensive move from Champaign to Atlanta is still too fresh for me to want to deconstruct cardboard boxes all day. Yawn. My crock pot and crochet will just have to wait until later to be unearthed.

However my priorities in a new place is always to get the kitchen and the food game up and running. Gotta have my snacks and nobody loves salmonella.


Next is usually getting the entertainment situation sorted out: internet, cable with TiVo, HD, the works.

Side Note: Did you know my fav Judge Judy comes on three times a day here? From 4-530pm I watch her destroy peoples self efficacy. Apart from the end of practice this is usually the highlight of my day.

Now, since I was previously staying at the besties house, her and her husband paid ALL utilities (even their own mortgage). It was three weeks of bill free bliss for moi. I didn't even have to supply my own toothpaste! For a person who doesn't like to spend money and has been told I am the definition of parsimony by both my accountant and a travel agent (who don't know each other, by the way) this was fueling the frugal fire within.

Now that I am suddenly responsible for my own heat, cable---and toothpaste.... chaaa....I kinda miss not having to worry about such things. Having only been on my own one day, my big idea is this: I will not order any cable, instead I'll go Little House on the Prairie sorta like.

Side note: I will splurge on some Colgate Total but that's as far as I'm taking it. Though I reserve the right to help myself to the besties batch from time to time. I don't need a new tube, I steal accept partials.


What do you think? I brought this up to a few close friends and I'm greeted with the same dry skepticism: "Yeah right", then they instantly move on to the next topic. They give no credence to my announcement/proposal.

But I'm going with my gut here. I think I can do this, so far I want to do this. It's not really about saving $70 a month, its more about the time that will be free to work on some projects I've been putting off for a while. It's night number two and so far so good. My aim is to take it month by month.

OK that's it. Thanks for listening.

Channeling my inner Laura Ingalls
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P. S. Nik if you read this can you TiVo Judge Judy for me, this week only--I pinky promise. I can watch them in your guest bedroom if I ever need a fix. Love ya girl!  P. P.S. Can a sista keep that spare key?!

Sunday, November 14

1000 Invisible Mornings

Pardon my disappearing act, it is week 4 of training and I am beat! Getting into shape has got to be the most uncomfortable part of my job. Oh wait. I forgot something. Riiight.... how about peeing in a cup in front of a perfect stranger. TMI? Me too. Imagine being there.

Anyhoo normally I have a legion of trackstars going through the initiation with me (Ok at least one other). But as it stands this is now a one woman show. Strangely I don't mind this. 

It has forced me to dig deeper and really question why I go to work every day. Is it to be seen? To socialize? Compare abdominal definition? Heck no. I lose that one every season.

The point is I have a much clearer sense that this is about me and no one else, and that I really want this. Yes, it would be nice to have someone to fall out with in drama queen fashion after being baptized by lactic fire. Now, I can no longer find comfort in our intertwined agony.

The truth of the matter is, each person is responsible for making their own dream come true. And I aim to stay faithful to mine regardless of who is there to bare witness.

The walls where I train read: “Champions are made on a thousand invisible mornings”. That mantra has buoyed my courage everyday.

XO
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