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Happy New Year!

Watching a Modern Marvels about the processes involved in making lunch meat. Wow. I might never eat deli delictables like pastrami or salami ever again.

Oh come on. Who am I kidding? Still, though…http://www.history.com/shows.do?episodeId=254809&action=detail.

I should be researching for a persuasive speech I have to write for class–and “perform” on Friday. Since I don’t have a topic yet, and writing for ME is on my list of New Year’s resolutions, I thought I’d take a moment to post something here.

With school from 9-2 and then work from home 2:30-5:30, and then do homework from 5:30-8:00ish, I am having a hard time finding time to do things I want to do, or even things I need to do like, I don’t know, laundry? Putting away the damn Christmas tree? Washing the dishes? One day at a time. I have a stack of new books I got with my annual Barnes & Noble gift card (thank you Manta and Danta!) and I can’t keep my eyes open long enough to read!

Enough whining. I’m going to think of a topic for my persuasive speech so that I can get up early early and identify my sources. I can write the outline during lunch break tomorrow, and then come home, do work work, and finish the outline and the speech tomorrow night. I will give the speech on Friday, write a critique of someone else’s persuasive speech on Friday night, and turn that in on SATURDAY while I’m in class. That’s right. You read it right. I have to go to school on SATURDAY. I’m taking vacation time to go to school for Holiday Intercession, and I don’t even get Saturdays off. Wah. Poor me. It’s SUCH a great way to get three credit out of the way FAST.

Shame on me for not finishing college when I had no financial or relationship responsibilites.

The kitty is snoring

I should be in bed. I am going to get up super-early tomorrow to get to work early. I was going to do some work when I got home, but I’m sore from my adjustment and TIRED.

I had my first chiropractor appointment in months–I went back to the first chiropractor I ever saw after some dissatisfaction with the last one. Good chiropractor–a little to eye-on-the-prize bottom line. I saw a different side of him when he tried to pitch to my mom. I have a big problem with how commericalized and big-business modern medicine has become, and that last guy showed me that alternative medicine is headed down the same path.

I think that chiropractic care makes a lot of sense. Also, when I was going regularly I breated better and had less pain. Took the ‘chronic’ out of chronic back pain. I was really getting better. I have new hope for a healthy pain-free body (that is also 30 pounds lighter).

One of my friends on myspace has documented her considerable weight loss in a blog. It’s been really interesting to follow her progress and cheer for her accomplishments. I don’t think I’ll go that route, though I might be tempted to post some ‘before and after’ photos should I reach my goal.

It’s been a pretty good head day. Only four or five worries about cancer, no fears about catching random and freakish sores from touching the same pen as someone else, two or three fleeting thoughts and worries about death and the possibility of under-atonement, two thoughts about monkeys and their similarity to humans, six freakouts about forgetting something, two guilt sessions about procrastination…

My lovely boss donated $100 to my heartwalk campaign. I remain worried that we won’t reach our company goal.

I need to get up at six to get to work by seven because I want to make Hubby’s sandwich for work (first day back after wisdom tooth misery) and get my thoughts together before I get to the office at seven for a power-productivity session where I plan to wipe out overhanging projects in a blinding and accurate three-hour work session. When I’m in the right frame of mind I can get a week’s work of worth done in two or three hours. Let’s hope tomorrow morning yields the right frame of mind…

I guess I’ll let you know.

I remain,

Liz

Discipline

Please note that I’m in no way trying to downplay the tragedy of 6 years ago by not writing about it.

I am trying to write in this blog every day. I have a lot to say, but not a whole lot of talent with clever and engaging ways of putting it out there. So much for a life as a well-paid and globally-read blogger, huh?

The hubby stayed home with his aching jaws and cleaned out the bathtub after the landlord fixed it, so I have a long-awaited bath in my future. Awesome. I think the hubby deserves props for cleaning the bathtube for me when he was in pain and without wisdom teeth.

I LOVE The Office. I had some serious doubts about the possible goodness of the American version when the UK version was so great, but Steve Carrell (sp?) is delightfully awkward and ridiculous.

I wish we could take a vacation. It’s not in the budget this year. I’m not actually very optimistic about it being in the budget any time soon. I’m in school part time, work full time, we’re in debt (bad), blah, blah, blah. We’ve only really been on vacation together once–that was our honeymoon. Granted that was only a little over a year ago, but I don’t think it counts. Honeymoon doesn’t count as VACATION. It’s a honeymoon. Plus, we didn’t go right after our wedding, we went a month later after a work trip we went on. So, unwinding after a 4-day melee of corporate reward maintenance, AND pinching pennies on our very first “just us” trip as a married couple. Our first “just us” trip, period.

I won’t outline the whole trip tonight. I’m tired–I worked for 8 hours, went to math class, went to the grocery store to get water and post-surgery craving suppressors for the hubby, came home, fixed dinner (doesn’t really count but I stressed about it longer than it took to heat up the White Castle burgers–more on this in another blog–maybe. Have you ever read the non-microwave instructions on those things? I don’t even OWN a broiler pan. I microwaved the little bastards.), and then worked on a work project for 2 1/2 hours. All this made me yearn for vacation, so I thought of the only one I’ve had in a LONG time.

At the hotel in Key Largo, there was a large iguana who made a daily appearance by the pool. He’d climb out of the foliage, take a dump and a pee on the side of the pool, swim across the pool, and climb back into the foliage on the other side. Ahh–Florida. The bartender told us that iguanas are not native to Florida. Someone brought them there and they’ve thrived. Like frogs on Family Guy.

I will probably write more about this tomorrow. The honeymoon, not Family Guy. Go to http://www.tv.com/ for that.