Minor panic, stresses
So, I realized last night and this morning that I couldn’t find my TNT folder. It only has EVERYTHING related to the TNT program and training. Eep.
But I tracked it down by calling every place I’d been since Monday night, and found that I had left it in the rental car from Tuesday. Gah. So I will be going to Honda to pick it up. Whee.
Work is kind of sucking right now, but only because of my own crap, not because of crap here at work. I’m just frickin’ unmotivated, which is all my own fault.
Sigh.
Um, Zoot is doing well, at least. He flares at me when I come in in the mornings, as if to say “Hey! It’s you again! Feed me!” Um. He flares at me throughout the day. Probably for the same message. Water change tomorrow– his ammonia alert tells me it’s been a week and the toxins are building up. I did get him to eat the pellets finally.
Had nice dreams about hanging out with Hammer. Aww. Probably predicated by hanging out with him while watching Idol last night. Yes, I realize it’s bizarre, but my husband really got hooked on it this season. I liked John (the swing singer), though I didn’t think he should win, and Fantasia, who is a really good singer, despite being on Idol. I will definitely buy her album when it comes out. Even if she had lost early, she would have been offered a contract fairly quickly– they kept saying she could get a record deal the next day if she wanted one.
I am also watching WB’s Superstar USA this summer, which is like watching a train wreck.
Writing is not going, because I have been working on my fundraising letter and working out, which takes a fuck lot of time. However. I worked out yesterday with the coach clinic and I DID EVERYTHING!!! I didn’t do it fast, but I did it all, including some of the optional “gym without a gym” workout stuff he was showing us (the core building workout is so very hard for me because my core is so weak, and those things rely on body weight– mine is too high for my core muscles to train against).
satanstoystore wrote:
most people are unmotivated, about a lot of things really. Like, if I imagine cleaning the toilette right now this is what I see: a small, black & white pic of the toilette and a lonely toilette brush. But if I want to get motivated I do this:
I imagine the bathroom in color. I make that picture big & bright. It’s a pic of the toilette, just waiting to be cleaned, with the toilette brush dancing along like Mickey’s broom fetching pales of water. Then, I try and get that “popsicle man feeling.” You know that sort of feeling kids get on a hot summer day when they realize the popsicle man is coming down their street, and they got just enough $$ for a treat. And I imagine some music, maybe like from a vaughnerian opera (like “kill da wabbit!”). And I say to myself in a big booming voice, “I get yet another chance to clean that toilette until it’s sparkle dazzles everyone’s eyes!” And I imagine how easy it is to clean that toilette.
Maybe you can try something like that. Personally, I think life should have theme music.
Posted on 27-May-04 at 6:23 am | Permalink
mortaine wrote:
Thank you, Jess. I needed to laugh out loud at work today. I appreciate it.
Posted on 27-May-04 at 6:37 am | Permalink
satanstoystore wrote:
you’re welcome
Glad I could make you laugh.
Posted on 27-May-04 at 11:44 am | Permalink