Current Standings

After two months, I have lost three pounds. Kinda of sad, but considering that I was not really exercising, bad I know, but simply reducing my intake of soda and portions size, it's a great accomplishment.

Work has been part of why I haven't been consistent, but honestly it's all me. I made the choices not to work out each day. I lie to myself each morning and evening, knowing that the words out of my mouth are lies. I really am not a go getter when it comes to fitness.

But I'm still going to try....

Published Life?

I have gotten a few opportunities (which were mandatory) to cover our reception desk at work, so that the receptionist could take lunch. Depending on the day, it's either for Hilde or Beth, mostly for Hilde.

Hilde is an amazing woman. She has so much to share, and usually does, which I wish I had more time to sit and listen to her life. She immigrated to the US via boat two weeks after marrying her husband in their small German town. I don't think I have ever met someone from that era. She is so full of history!

She is documenting her life, "because my children don't ask." She's writing and scanning pictures, and laying it all out, and I'm ready to read it all. "It doesn't exist yet!"

My life story isn't in ink either, but is it worth it to jot it down? I'm an eighties kid, born and raised in Southern California, and now live in Arizona. I know there are little details in between, but not like Hilde's, or at least right now that's how I feel.

I have kept a journal for a long time(which for over a year, I have not written anything), just jotting down life as I traveled through it, and go back and read it to see how I have grown. How my life was centered and changed, but is it something others would want to read? I should pull it out, re-read it, and maybe add another chapter...

This week has to be one of the hardest ones I have ever had. I can't remember when I have ever been so eager for the weekend and a vacation. I guess others are noticing the wear on me, even though I thought I was holding up pretty well. "You should just take Monday off." I won't, though I should, but I have semi-plans for my vacation time.

Battle of the Birds

At first, I thought it was really nice to see a female cardinal venture through my backyard. Chirping, hopping and pulling leaves off the weeds. I enjoyed sitting out back, and watching her roam, and the countless failures of my Harvey cat's attempt to catch it. Friday, that all changed.

A few weeks back, I sowed zucchini, directly into the ground, cause I was lazy and didn't want to make newspaper pots or take the time to prep them. So I tilled the ground, made hills, holes, and covered each seed. Within a few weeks, I had little babies popping out of the Arizona ground. I was so excited, even though they were just little.

Friday, I had off for Good Friday, so I went out back to enjoy my little in progress garden. Three of my newspaper pots, the sprouts were pulled out, I blamed the cat, cause she's been naughty as of late. Then I checked my rows, and the leaves were cut too clean to be Harvey. So I went on my way, tending to the rest, and planning the rest of my day.

Then I heard my so called friend, chirping away, enjoying the day... And my sprouts! So I spent my weekend trying to figure out how to keep her and her twin from devastating my zucchini, squash, and cucumber. I have things strung up to flicker in the sunlight and bang in the breeze. I also have everything covered with mini greenhouses I made out of recycling. I'm hoping it will hold up until I can get to it again next weekend...CORN!

I have sat here and basically written two separate entries, only to delete them... They were just too whiny. I'll try again tomorrow. Her are some pre-peas.

Bite My Tongue

For the most part, I am a polite person, but I am also human. Today, I almost lost it. I almost had an outburst of total frustration and anger. It's outcome, if successfully reached, would have been disastrous. I try my best to be professional, even though I have never worked in a setting like this before, I'm still learning. Yet today, because of one stupid thing, I almost lost my cool. I have not been pushed to that point in a long time. At the moment, I can't remember the last time at work, where ever I was at the time, that I exploded. It deems me as a mean person, which I know is somewhat true. I'm just grateful I kept my mouth shut and changed the direction of the conversation.

Tomorrow is another day...