Today was not like yesterday. That seems like a kinda stupid thing to say, what two days are ever truly the same (insert Nine Inch Nails – Everyday is Exactly the Same here…) but bear with me a moment. I have been all motivated and stuff, I know that today I wanted to do a bit more work to this little piece of the interwebs, I wanted to finish the book I was reading: which is the one to the left for anyone interested. (the 4th in the Sookie Stackhouse series, aka the True Blood books) Oh yeah, vampire themed books will hopefully become a recurring character in this blog. They are one of my guilty pleasures. Where was I? Oh yeah, and I wanted to watch some tv while knitting the socks I cast on yesterday. If I got to spend time with the man-shape in amongst all that, great, otherwise, no biggie.
One stupid misunderstanding and I end up being a Class A grump on a major strop mission. I can strop with the best of them, I don’t even need an audience, I can strop really well all by myself. It has been referred to as princess mode, I fold my arms and stamp my foot and it is altogether unattractive for a fully grown (allegedly) woman. But when I get in a huff, the only person I harm is me. I get myself stuck in a brain-loop and nothing gets done all day. I couldn’t concentrate on my book so I put it down at the end of the chapter (~60 pages from the end). Decided to go for a walk to re-set myself. It was pouring down rain so change of plan, I went for a drive. Nearly 100 miles to get back to the start and realise I did it wrong… I did it in silence. Eejit! That meant I had gotten back to the start and instead of clearing my head, it had stewed itself, adding many other stupid, depressing, or otherwise unhelpful thoughts to the one teeny tiny one that started it all. On this realisation I decided enough was enough. Shortly after that, the misunderstanding was all but resolved and I’ve accomplished exactly nothing all day long. (Except a 100 mile round trip to nowhere in particular – oh, and I did fill up the car at a Tesco filling station so I could get the clubcard reward points because “every little helps?” – that joke will bomb outside the UK…)
To try and make up for the lack of activity I have cleaned the kitchen and put in a load of laundry in the washing machine while dinner was cooking. I have put away the clean laundry that has been sitting out for two days. I have written this blog post and I am now about to settle down to watch last nights Sherlock while knitting a few more rows of my socks. Perhaps I’ll take the book to bed.
One other last thing. Being Monday of week 1, I weighed myself this morning. 141pounds (or ~64kgs if you prefer). I’m not impressed. While I had the cold for 2 weeks leading up to Christmas I had lost a few pounds due to lack of appetite. I have found them all and one to spare in a week, how is that even possible?? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to be skinny, just not flabby, I’m aiming for fit and tight. Wednesday, the holiday is over, the gym is open again and I’m back to work (in all senses of the word). It’s time to get fit!
Make that two last things – day two is not nearly as neat as day one so far is it? – In the effort of looking after myself a bit better today I remembered to use my facial scrub followed by moisturiser because my skin has been horrendous of late, and as someone who has never had this problem before, I don’t like it. I also remembered to take my vitamins. I set an alarm on my phone for this and although it is irritating, it’s getting the job done.
Right. I need to semi-eject my brain (a full eject will lead to me needing Sherlock explained and wonky knitting). Please keep your fingers crossed that I have a more productive day tomorrow.