time flies

Where Did Half The Year Go? – Journey 8

While I’m at it, where did half the day go? I always open this window up around 8am, thinking that I’m going to go ahead and bust out these notes/comments/random thoughts right quick, only to get blasted with work things the moment both cheeks hit my chair. Oh well, I’m here now and that’s all that counts.

It’s August, y’all! As in half the year is gone. As in half of the baseball season is already over. As in it ain’t gonna be but half a minute before football season gets started. (No shit, HOF game is in 3 days. THREE!!) They say time flies when you get old and when you’re having fun. Perhaps I’m doing a bit of both these days.

Let’s get down to business. (I don’t got no time to play around, what is this? Must be a circus in town, let’s shut the shit down on these clowns. Can I get a witness?) Weekend is gone and it’s time to keep it real. The exercise weekend is really only ever one day. It’s Sunday. I make some sort of effort to not make an effort on Sundays. Does it work? No, not usually. Why not? Because there are places to go, things to see, and my house needs cleaned. And no, Saturday isn’t a rest day either. That is an actual workout day for the program. I then follow it up with teaching two hours of pole dancing because I’m a fucking maniac. Those three hours of work meant I could eat whatever I wanted on Sunday though! (Spoiler alert. I ate all the sweets.)

All that being said, I still managed to come off the weekend without having gained a zillion pounds. Any time that happens (and it’s the moon cycle flow), I’m calling it a win. So yep, the last workout of week two happened on Saturday and I’m back at that shit this morning.

Still having my Shakeology. They say it takes 21 days to build a habit, but in this case, it might be less. Now, in all truth, I almost forgot this morning until hubby reminded me. But I am pretty certain that at some point today, I would have remembered. Like when I turn around at my desk and see the big tracker that’s posted on the wall. Or, when I started to crave it. Yeah, that’s a new craving. The whole point is to knock off cravings for sweets and stuff like that, but I don’t go hard for those in the first place. But now, my body is all, hey, gimme all that superfood shit you put with the fruit. So I do and my belly is happy.

Everything else is on track. Weight is good. Mood is good and actually might be getting better. No cravings (except for the shake). Still with near excess amounts of energy, yes, even after 3+ hours of working out on Saturday. Huh, body might be getting used to getting worked again. It’s just missing the flying part to really know we’re putting in work. But hey, maybe I’ll get to that soon too. Cuz I do miss flying. Even though it costs an arm and a leg here.

It’s already mad late in the day and I still have a ton of things to do. This list never ends and I keep tacking shit on at the end like I ain’t got no damn sense at all. A couple hours to go. Git er done.

The Tax Man

I’d say that we’re almost officially into tax season. I don’t know if it has an official start date,but if there were, I would guess that it’s January 31, the latest date by when employers are supposed to have all the tax forms out. This season is always interesting to me with people and their radically different filing ways. Always some wait till the very last day to files and some immediate files.

Sidebar: Pretty sure my parents were the wait till last day folks. I distinctly remember driving all the way to downtown Pittsburgh one year when I was young so that they could get their taxes in the mail before midnight. Course, could be my silly, muddled mind making things up, but pretty sure it isn’t.

I have always been a member of the file immediately group, except for last year when we had to pay (WTF). Cannot even begin to tell you how many times I’ve heard about changing my deductions and crap because I’m giving the government an interest-free loan. Gah! Yes, there is likely some truth in that, but there’s also truth in the fact that I probably wouldn’t tax myself and then give some of it back in February either.

We’re just so happy that we aren’t paying this year. That was a real kick in the teeth last year, but we made the proper adjustments and now we’re getting a refund greater than either of us had thought it would be. A fun little unexpected surprise that we’ll use for fun things like paying bills. Boring! Maybe we’ll have cool bonuses (boni? ha!) at work and can do something fun with that. Probably like pay more bills. No more credit card debt in 2014? Feasible if I keep the plastic hidden. It’ll also be a lot easier once we get past ski season because a random weekend trip to the mountains in the summer is a lot more affordable than a winter one. Gotta admit that we’ve gotten some super sweet deals this season though on lodging.

So, here we are, almost at the end of January. In my opinion, time, in 2014, has lost its everloving mind. Some days and weeks are flying by and some are taking their sweet time and the sweet time of the time in front of it. Time must be like a tiny ball of snow at the top of a mountain. In January, it just moves along, slowly gaining momentum, until POW! It’s a huge, killer ball of snow racing down the mountain at the speed of time and all of a sudden it’s Halloween/Thanksgiving/Christmas and 2014 is over. Yes, that’s exactly how it is.

It’s probably at about the end of January every year when, if I’ve made resolutions, I say to myself, “hey you, you shoulda done month to month goals instead of over the whole year goals,” and every new year I forget to do it that way. At almost 1/12th of the way through the year, I think I’m doing ok. I’ve definitely gotten words down in the blog daily. I’m working out and stretching (probably overstretching). PHP training has started although it’s on a bit of a hold until I finish up with the writer’s lab. Steps have also been taken to get good at an apparatus. I don’t know that it’ll stay FabPole throughout the year, but who knows. It’s a challenge. More of a challenge than saying I’ll get good at flying trapeze this year because I know I won’t, lol. Yeah, yeah, go across more, return to the bar, return to the board. Maybe. If I fly at all this year. *GASP!*

Well, folks, it’s about that time of the day where I go prep to get at it. While I’m gone, tell me,do you file right away or do you hop on my procrastination wagon? I mean, what else are we gonna talk about on a Tuesday?

Hello, October!


I love the first day of the month.  Why?  It’s new contacts day.  Putting in brand new contacts feels like they just aren’t even there except that I can see.

First of the month is also a great time to make some goals.  New Year’s resolutions never work for me (or anyone else, probably), so I’m going to go with just some things I want to accomplish in October.

  •  Continue on with the P90X.  One week in and I’m going strong.  Strong and sore.
  • NaNoPlaMo – otherwise known as National Novel Planning Month.  I’ll be trying to head on back to Mrs. C’s eigth grade English class to outline the book I’ll be writing in November.
  • Zumba – I need to put together at least one class so I could sub in emergencies.
  • Teach/assist at least 4 classes
  • Read two books that have been sitting on my shelf.  Both start with ‘w’.
  • Stretch!  Try for 3 times a week.
  • Pole.  Home or studio, but at least 3 times a week.
  • No minds
This is  probably a ridiculous amount of things to try to accomplish in a month, but, as I was recently told and will paraphrase to fit here, I need to just do and stop thinking so much.  I’m off to do.

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