I’ve mentioned previously that there were some medical concerns with my mom. It’s been diagnosed as arthritis and we were (finally) able to get her prescriptions filled. I’m so damn grateful for insurance because they came to just about $2 copay which is basically a lifesaver. Unfortunately the pain meds aren’t working for her quite yet, but I’m hoping that’s just because her body is getting used to the pills and will sort out soon.
As I mentioned in my last post, this is going to be a very busy week for me. Because of that, I think tomorrow will be spent half lounging/half preparing. I want to try and figure out and prep meals for the week and make sure I have my clothes washed and laid out and try to keep that up. My room could stand some more cleaning, so I’ll likely be trying to tackle that a bit too.
I will try to make sure I post a little something every day to keep you guys in the loop and to keep up my writing. I hope you’re all also having productive and good days!
Today as I stared at the Swap Shift binder, I was met with a crossroads.
A (very rare) cashiering shift was up for grabs on a day that I didn’t work. The catch? It was on one of the two days I had off this coming week. A part of me hemmed and hawed about whether or not I should take it, whether I needed the day off more than I needed the $30ish I’d earn by working that shift. Then this quote came to mind and I realized I owed it to myself to work for my goals more than having more free time to sit around and not be productive.
To be clear, I don’t think there’s anything wrong about taking lazy days. We all need them to get by and there’s no shame in that.
But I also know that the time comes when you have to ask yourself what you really want, and whether you’re willing to put in the work to get there.
I want financial security. I want more hours. I want to be able to handle my bills without the fear of not having enough to cover it. I want to be able to buy a pair of regular jeans AND work pants, without having to decide (and always opting for work).
So I took that shift, and I’ll keep on taking more of them because my future depends on it and while I am not endangering my health, I’m going to go after that money with every legal opportunity I get.
Today’s been one of those days where everything just feels kinda off. Nothing bad has happened, it just doesn’t feel right and I keep trying to figure out what it is. The best thing to do on a day like this? Self-care.
Tonight’s self care brought to you by The Late Late Show! Catch up on episodes and laugh at the ridiculousness of Craig Ferguson, Geoff, and Secretariat while planning an awesome hot shower and maybe, if I get super wild, a face mask. It’s good to get a list of simple things you can do to boost your morale for when days like this happen.
Wishing you all a good day!
Tonight was my little brother’s first concert at his new school since we moved. Mom couldn’t come because of her leg, but my older brother and I went and it was about what we’d expected. Bless the music and voice coaches of young high school children who listen to them screech their way to slowly improved sopranos and altos. Me, my big brother, and the 50 middle aged people around us all grinned through it like champs but I left reminded of why I’m glad I don’t have kids. Not that they’d be high schoolers right now, but still.
Little bro performed beautifully as always (she said with no bias whatsoever) and I’m excited for the upcoming festival.
In my cyber travels, I’ve found the term “fake it til you make it” mostly applied to confidence. It’s a tactic I use every single day and it has definitely worked out well for me over-all. Today with a looming deadline and untouched house, I found it could expand from perception to action.
After one of my longer shifts my brother and I grabbed a bunch of cleaning supplies and headed home to attack. Our landlord is coming through the apartment tomorrow to get photos for renovation info and while we don’t live in a pigsty, we realized that we’d definitely let things get messier than we felt comfortable showing the Almighty Apartment People.
My bed called to me to sit down and never get up again, but I’ve managed to pretend I was more interested in productivity than, well, anything else. I can now look proudly on what I’ve done:
- Scrubbed out the inside track of the sliding glass door
- Scrubbed down the front door
- Scrubbed down the window sills
- Two loads of laundry
- Tidied bathroom
- Scrubbed up the outside of washer and dryer
- Swept around dryer
- Collected all lint from the lint trap
- Cleaned room
- Gathered dishes
- Kicked ass
All without giving up or too much complaining! I’ve come pretty far from when I was a kid and cleaning my room was the worst thing that could happen to me.
I’ve spent the last couple weeks fairly distracted by getting to know someone. I’m really enjoying it, but it definitely makes it harder to get certain things done. Our only saving grace is our different obligations. His job makes it so he has to get up in the morning, and mine varies so I tend to do the bulk of my chores at night. We’re usually able to carve out some Skype time, but tonight I went out with my brother and he went to bed. I feel ridiculous and mushy, but I’ll admit that I miss saying goodnight to him.
Instead of sulking and caressing my phone like some longing teen, I am channeling my energy into getting some things done. My laundry (which I’ve put off all weekend) is currently buzzing away in the washing machine, my room is still traversable, and I’m writing this post instead of putting it off even more. I’ve met some snags but I still feel fairly positive about 2014 being the Year Stuff Gets Done.
It’s the third month in and I haven’t lost the faith, how about you? You still hanging in there or starting to feel yourself fall into old habits?
“I love deadlines, I love that whooshing sound they make as they fly by.”
Douglas Adams understood my dilemma years before I existed. It is five minutes until the fourth and somehow my blog text slipped my mind. I guess this shows that even the best intentioned plans can be forgotten. But I am busting this out before the deadline, and damnit I’m going to count it! I hope your March has been going decently. So far nothing exciting has happened, but that means nothing bad has happened either, so I can’t really complain.