I’m so proud of myself. I had intended to do the housework that needed to be done – cat box, vacuum, fish tank, bathroom cleaning (including bathtub – UUUGGGHHH)…but I just kept groaning at the thought of it. Even my Facebook status said “Carly is dreading the housework on Sunday” and at 8:30pm it said “Carly is (still) dreading the housework on Sunday”. The weird part is…my mom phoned at 9:15pm and I just popped up and decided I was gonna do the stuff while I talked to her. I only talked to her for half an hour or so, but 2 hours after she had called, I had completed all the chores I’d set out to do with the exception of the icky-pumpkin-laden patio, which I’ll try to get to tomorrow after I finish working.
Now, the significance of this stuff having actually gotten done is that, when I got home from going to Michael’s to get some art supplies and PetSmart to get some litter and then stopping by to see Tracey at work for a little while, I resigned myself to the fact that the stuff wasn’t getting done tonight, because I really didn’t want to do any of it.
Got to watch some kids play hockey at the Queen’s Park Arena where Tracey was working today. Pretty neat to just walk in and see a game in progress.
I ordered some Mr. Ho’s and pigged out and was a little mad at myself for not having done any of the stuff I wanted to get accomplished. Then, mom called and off I went like a bolt of lightning had hit me. Who cares how it gets done, just glad it did!
Slept in til 11:00am this morning and was nice to wake up when I was rested, rather than when someone decides to phone. Went for a walk at the park and talked to a lady that was there with her little boy and they both stepped in dog poo which was funny because I pointed it out to her, but it was too late, cuz they’d already stepped in it. Funnier still was that she was wearing hot pink, super-long, pointy-toe boots (no heel, though, I don’t think) so she was mad at having messed up her shoes. hahaha
BTW, Britney’s song “Piece of Me” kicks ass. Love the lyrics, “Extra, extra, this just in….she’s too big, now she’s too thin”. I genuinely feel bad for her. The media has turned her life into a friggin’ circus. I’d love to meet her and tell her to ignore all the fuckers because she’s beautiful, talented and has everything going for her. I hope she gets her life straightened out. I’d love to give her a big fellow-Louisianian hug.
I was talking to Deidre on IM earlier and she was saying how she was so bored she couldn’t even make herself go to bed. That’s exactly how I feel when I keep putting off going to bed, like I’m doing right now….maybe I’ll call it a night on the computer and read for a while before I’m so tired I pass out 5 minutes after I get in the bed. I’ve been waiting since last night for some episodes of Rock of Love season 2 to finish downloading. Episode 2 is just crawling and it’s driving me nuts.
Ok, I’m going to try to implement something new to accompany my future posts. For a while, I’ve wanted to add a “tasks accomplished” list to my entries so that I could go back and see what all I got done in any given day – mostly, to feel like I was moving forward, if in small, incremental ways and to note that I’m not a lazy slob. lol Also, I’m thinking of a gratitude list and perhaps, per my anger management class yesterday, an anger journal as well. This would let me add things that made me angry in a day so I could refer back and notice patterns and how I handled each situation. Here goes…..
Tasks Accomplished: Got pencil set and art supplies from Michael’s, got cat litter/food from PetSmart, put sports equipment downstairs in storage locker, took out trash/recycling, vacuumed, cleaned tub/sink, cleaned fish tank, dusted entertainment center
I’m Grateful For: Getting to sleep in uninterrupted, a nice walk in the park on a beautiful day, getting stuff accomplished, yummy Mr. Ho’s food (and leftovers for tomorrow!), getting to watch a hockey game with Tracey, Ferris being curled up on my feet right now, that my bills got paid, that I’m making an effort to grow as a person via classes and personal reflection, that my toe is nearly back to normal size!
I Got Angry (to varying degrees): when driving, when Tracey said Susan had already brought her lunch when I wanted to bring her something….all in all, not too bad a day as angry moments go!