New Start!

Iiiiiiiiiit’s Monday!! Hard to believe that it’s already almost the end of October and the end of 2019. Seriously, where did the time go this year?

You’ve probably heard at some point in your life that humans are creatures of habit and never really gave any thought to it. At least, that’s how it worked for me until everything got thrown all around like Dorothy getting blown outta Kansas. It took a long time for me to realize that part of my “issue” was that I was really and truly just out of my zone. Yeah, yeah, get out of your comfort zone and do new things. I’m all for it. But I’m not out here (continuing to) trying to change my life like that. Routine is good. Normalcy is good. And when those are good, I am good.

Even though I haven’t written anything here in MONTHS, if you’ve ever played along, you probably know that since we relocated to Florida, I’ve been having a go at this real estate thing. Well, if you didn’t, now you do. And if you did know, let’s change up your knowledge because that ship has sailed. I feel like a year is plenty enough time to determine if something is for me and real estate isn’t. I’d talk all about it, but it’s the topic of my NaNoWriMo this year and I actually plan on starting it AND finishing it.

Instead, let’s talk about habits and rituals and why I chose this song today. In an effort to get back into a routine (before I REALLY got back into a routine with a job), I happened upon this app called Fabulous. At a high level, it lets you make your list of tasks you want to get done on a daily basis and gives you a pretty reminder to get it done. It also has things that encourage you along the way for streaks.

I started using it about 3 weeks ago and I must say that I am really enjoying it. One of the most important things it’s had me do is chug some water when I first get up. Didn’t really realize how important that was and I can’t honestly say that I feel a difference, but it’s pretty much a habit now. In case you’re curious, it looks like this:

Fabulous screenshot
Screenshot of my Fabulous app

It’s 9:15 as of this writing, so you can see that I didn’t get my meditation in yet but I am doing the writing. I haven’t yet adjusted the times, but that’ll be later today. You see, those times were for the me that didn’t have a damn thing to do but sit in the house all day. New times will be for the me that still sits in the house all day, but also works because….routine.

So, back to that creatures of habit concept. I didn’t know. I really didn’t know until I spent a year being completely out of my habits and routines. A year of willy nilly. A year of no frigging paychecks, lol. (Ok, a couple paychecks, but not regular paychecks.) Between the stresses (for me) of real estate and basically just floundering around like a fish missing a fin or three, I lost my way and I kinda lost myself. I didn’t want to stretch or play with my IG friends. Couldn’t bring myself to do yoga. Pole regularly? Nope. WHO IS THIS PERSON?!?!

I don’t know who she is and I’m not going back to find out. Instead, I finally took a step for myself and said, this just isn’t for me so let’s get back to doing the damn thing. So I did. I sent out resumes and I talked to lots of people. It came down to two options and, hurt though it may, my first choice went with an internal candidate over me.

Sidebar: Recruiters, let a candidate know up front if they are competing against internal candidates please and thank you.

I accepted a role that is going to be exciting and fun and I don’t have to get dressed up to do it. Honestly, the worst part of any previous work day for me was the actual necessity of putting on “acceptable” clothes. Now, I can work out, shower, and throw on my new work clothes: sweats and a t-shirt.


Well, kids, I’ve put down my fair share of words for today. Trying to get back in that writing swing before next month kicks off. Let me just say it feels good to be back in the swing of things. Oh, and pole class tonight. See ya!

37.28 – Zumba, Brazil, Caipirinha, Baila

Dear Club Med,

Thanks for pounding repetitive dances into my head for four years.  It is because of this that I love Zumba and also it is because of this that I felt comfortable with only starting to learn a dance on Sunday that I’ll perform at halftime of the Nuggets game this Sunday.  One week?  A full week of practice?  I’ve learned about half a show in a day….in an airport.  Come on, challenge me!

Oh wait, it is challenging.  As of late, exercise has not been my friend.  And we’re at altitude.  So, yeah, if you happen to see this on TV (and there’s more than one black person out there), I’ll be the one mouth breathing.  But I’m sure I’ll look fantastic while I’m mouth breathing.  Please don’t put me in the front row.  I know I’m short but that is the last place I want to be.  It isn’t stage fright; I got over that a long time ago.  I just don’t want to look like a tool in front of the tens of Nuggets fans that might see this.  Yes, tens.  *Birdman, away!*

Well, this is day 5 of my 21 day habit-forming blogging.  It isn’t really getting any easier.  It’s like squeezing a zit that isn’t ready to pop.  All you get is pain and an empty page.  I give mad props to people who can write and actually be interesting on a daily basis.  I mean, I fill space, but it isn’t always a great read.  I’m okay with that.  The one or two of you that stop by are okay with it too, right?!?!

I’m going to skip a Facebook friend story today.  Instead I’m going to go read my book.  See ya!