Yes, yes – today is Friday and I know that means it’s pop-culture day – but I have nothing prepared for you in that avenue. What I really need to do is finish my Andy Warhol/Velvet Underground spiral – but a.) I can’t find my notebook from 2017 and 2.) I didn’t give myself enough time to do any research – blogs for Fridays take more than a day to research and line out correctly.
SO – enough of that. . .
Let’s chat. . .I have continually talked about New Year’s Resolutions on the blog. In fact, that’s generally the time of year that I *do* actually consistently post.
I’ve talked about it before, but I like making resolutions and I generally start thinking about them around Halloween, and then like a weirdo, plan out what they are going to be and how I’m going to approach them, and day dream about them – instead of just implementing changes a little at a time, as I think of them. I guess I’m just a little wired to start things on the first, or Monday, or New Year’s Day, et cetera. . .
Get to the point, Saho!
Okay – okay – what I mean here is that because of all that I didn’t really make resolutions for 2020. Well I mean, I did. On like December 28th, I wrote out an obligatory list because I sure in the heck was not going to be caught not having resolutions! But. . . they were just filler.
So then about half-way through January I got pretty sick. Like, it’s ground zero for the end of the world in my town because EVERYbody is getting sick. I mean everybody. The hospital was at max capacity at one point. Entire staff’s at businesses have been afflicted at one time. People are getting sick multiple times. . . You think I’m exaggerating. . .
Anyway, I got sick enough that my dude got worried and he went, completely out of character for him, and got me medicine and made sure I took it, and he got me soup and made sure I had that, and got me Gatorade. . . regular good boy stuff. (Yeah I can’t not ramble. . . ) Being that sick all weekend, all I did was sleep. I would wake up freezing cold and put on all of my sweats and grab the electric blanket and just cook myself, then I’d wake up too hot and rip all of that stuff off of me and only have the energy to sit there for a bit before I passed out.
As a result of this it was a good 3 days before I could even attempt to smoke a cigarette, so by the time I was well enough to try to inhale a bunch of tar again it was January 25th and I figured “Meh, I’ve made it this far. I might as well just be done.” and I was. Five weeks tomorrow. There’s a pack-and-a-half of American Spirit Green’s living in my freezer, because I just can’t be brought to waste them. Or. Maybe I am afraid if they aren’t there then I will, you know, need (?) to smoke. . . Quit smoking? Check. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
On February 11th I started taking advantage of the gym membership my dude got me on February 1st, and I’ve gone every day since (basically. I’ll go into that in further detail probably Monday. . .) . . . Start working out? Check. Ｏ(≧▽≦)Ｏ
What just naturally pairs with going to the gym? Yeah – it’s clean eating – because really, why do I want to put a bunch of trash into my body after I’ve spent the last hour to and hour-and-a-half running like a weirdo in full sweats? I’m not perfect, nobody is, and it’s only been a couple of weeks. I have no plan as of yet, I’m just making better choices at this time and being somewhat strict with that. March 1st I have a whole PLAN, man. And hopefully I’m still updating you all daily and I can bring you along with me! . . . Clean up my diet? Check. ヾ(〃^∇^)ﾉ
YOU guys. You guys! So this one needs another facet to it, and that is something we will consciously work on in level 2 (what is level 2? I dunno, but it sounded nice. . .) I hate to get up in the morning. I freaking HATE it. You know this if you’ve been here for any length of time.
Guess what time I’ve been waking up?
No seriously. Stop reading and comment below and let’s see who gets closest.
No really. It’s okay.
I’ll wait. . .
Say that again. Four. Forty-Four. A.M.!
What the heck?! Yeah, it’s literally because if I get up that early I have time to make my dude a nice lunch to take to work and spend some morning time with him. Not going to lie, I go back to bed for like 90 minutes (2 hours. . . ) after he leaves for work. . . That’s the part I need to re-prioritize, but seriously! No snooze on the alarm, just up and at them. 4:44 A.M.!!! . . . Wake up at 5? Check. Kinda. . . ♨(⋆‿⋆)♨
SO!!! I think 3-and-a-half accidental resolutions in the first two months of the decade are pretty good, don’t you? I’d like to expand the ones I’ve started and slowly add more.
What are your resolutions this year? How are you doing with them? Do you need a motivation buddy? Leave me a comment and let me know! Maybe we can start a support group!
They don’t have to be the same as mine.
Ooo! I also want to know if you’d be interested in a list of weird/unexpected affects I’ve run into since I’ve quit smoking!
I hope you have just a DUCKY day.