Does anyone have any recommendations on what to get?
Happy Friday, Team.
Cube swap at work…It’s like the hunger games.
Today, play a game with yourself. Just do the one thing you are doing at that moment carefully and correctly. Don’t spend time thinking about what you did wrong yesterday, or how much you have to do today, or any of it.
If you focus on that one small thing you are doing — “Right now, I am putting this toast rind in the garbage. Now, I am washing this one dish and drying it,” — you’ll do it right, then move on.
+ left work a little early to take Bubbles on a long walk
+ organized all the paperwork and paid some lingering bills
+ renewed Bubbles rabies paperwork
+ rolled over (one of) my 401k accts
+ ate a delicious meal with Boo
+ snuggling with Bubbles and catching up on the DVR
Lent begins tomorrow. It’s difficult for me to “give something up” and even “take something on” when Boo and I aren’t practicing. But coming from the background that I come from (Catholic household: confession every 5-6 weeks, church every week, Sunday school until confirmation, no meat on Fridays all year around), I always feel the need to do something every year.
Over the past 2 years, I have been completely thoughtless. Sometimes I didn’t even do anything; to a point where we would have pizza lunch dates with our friends every Friday and my friend TPS would get cheese pizza and I would scarf down pepperoni and only remember it was Friday AFTER the fact. Needless to say, through some reflection, I just feel like I could do better. (Not that I HAVE to do better, just personally feel as though I can do better.)
So I’ve been thinking through this. Do I give up social media for 40 days? Or no screens after work and read? Go to church more? Everything I was thinking felt superficial to me. Then I got to thinking. Boo and I make a decent amount of money. Enough where eating out a bunch, getting drinks with friends, etc. is easy. It hurts the bank account, but never enough where I have to worry about paying the mortgage. But it never used to be like that. We used to make just enough money to pay the rent, our car payments and credit cards…and have just enough in the bank account for a couple of nights out a month. Our life has truly become more of a convenience. Too tired to cook? Order in. Don’t feel like cooking? Go out. Eating out is the go-to. It impacts the wallet, but most importantly it impacts the quality time I get with Boo because 9 times out of 10 we’re eating with friends.
But beyond saving money and having quality time with my handsome husband, Lent is a time where one gives up certain luxuries as a penitence…as a way of remembering. Maybe by limiting eating out, it’s a way to remember that not everyone has the conveniences I have in the world. I was talking to KWS and I said that I wasn’t sure giving up eating out would be feasible because of how “impossible” it is. And she said: “It’s not supposed to be easy.” And that was the moment that I was onto something…
So, for the next 40 days, I will eliminate eating out. There is (of course) an exception to the rule which is Boo and I are going on vacation and there are nights where we will eat out. But we did rent a condo, so we have access to the kitchen and have plans to cook meals. So while it’s not 100% fasting of eating out, it’s damn near close to it.
Seems doable, right?
I have never been a huge fan of running, but over the past year I’ve learned to enjoy it…at my own pace. I think this is a really cool/clever
video advertisement of what the world would look like if everyone ran.
And on Saturday…my WOD was created by Garret Fisher who made a cameo at my gym. While we were suffering through the WOD, he was doing strict pullups with a 75lb kettlebell around his waist.
PS: I am all the way to the left…half my face is cut off, but alas I was there. And to be quite honest, I am not really one of those people who tweak out when they see
famous ridiculously fit people. But it was still cool that he came by and worked out.
Today is a good day.
Visualizing the ad placement process on the web.
Explaining this to clients and family is way harder than just showing them a link and true visualization. Sad part is - I bet the family gets it before the clients.
Bubbles is enjoying porch season!
My dad is English. My two sisters and one brother were born and mostly raised in the UK. One sister still lives in Bath with her husband and my niece. I have an uncle and aunt still there. Let’s just say, I have been surrounded by Brits my entire life, which explains why I say certain things. Nothing obvious like “the loo”. But little phrases and words here and there.
On Saturday, I was talking with a good friend of mine in Atlanta who is from England. He just imported a car from the UK and customized it himself. So we were talking about it and he said the following: “I got pulled over by the police for not indicating.”
I call it an “indicator” and I call it “indicating.” Not “turn signal”, not “blinker”. Indicator. And I turned to Boo and my other friends who are all from ‘merica - and I asked them if they said “indicator.” And they confirmed they did not and that “we were the weirdos with our ‘indicators’ and ‘sun cream.’
And since that moment on Saturday, I have wondered what else I say that I think is “normal” but apparently is a direct line to my British roots…? Only time will tell.