1. I have not drunken any soda since the New Year. And I plan to keep it that way for the rest of the year. Next week, I’m eliminating sugary baked goods. The week after that? Candy. Or vice versa. I can’t decide if I’ll miss cupcakes or those little strawberry hard candies with the soft chewy center more. Not that I’ve had either of those in a long time, but the thought of not being able to have them is a terrible predicament.
2. I decided to go full-time at work. I did this because I need health insurance. Because apparently the government has decided it can mandate whether I buy insurance or not. This pisses me off. Especially because the insurance plans available are mostly crap. You pay a lot for nothing in return. For the last 2 1/2 years, I’ve just been livin’ on a prayer, and surviving quite well actually. Luckily I like the company. And my job. And I guess the extra money won’t be so bad either.
3. Speaking of work, yesterday I walked around all. day. long. with a gigantic booger on my chest. Apparently when I blew my nose in the morning, it flew right past the Kleenex and onto my bosom, where it stayed (and hardened) until I noticed it and began to dry heave for no shorter than forty-five seconds. Which is probably what everyone else who came in contact with me yesterday did. Good grief. And I wonder why I’m still single.
4. And speaking of the government pissing me off, I sometimes, most of the time, struggle to internally reconcile all the needs/injustices/problems/causes this world has. My mind is a boggle of questions: How do I maintain political activity when it feels like it really just doesn’t matter what I think? I mean, do we really think anything can be fixed in Washington? And what about crimes against women in India (and all over the world for that matter)? And what about the starving and abandoned children in … everywhere? And what about animal cruelty? And what about the pesticides farmers use when they grow my food? And what about food dyes? And what about illiteracy?
How do you care about it all–and I mean deeply care about it all–like I do? You can’t be an activist for everything. But I want to be.
(Sorry. That one was a little heavy to come right after “booger talk.”)
5. Since the New Year, I’ve been plugging my phone in in the bathroom at night (as opposed to plugging it in right by my bed). This has significantly helped with: a) not browsing the internet, Instagram, Facebook, and Pinterest or watching Gossip Girl on Hulu, or Felicity on Netflix until 2 or 3 (or 4!) in the morning. and b) getting up on time in the morning since I can’t just reach over and snooze the alarm. Which I used to do 3 or 4 (or 5!) times/day because I was so tired from looking at my phone half the night.
Bonus 6. I’m incredibly embarrassed by the fact that I just admitted to watching Gossip Girl. It’s a horrible show. Trashy and horrible. Quick story: One time Frit woke up in the middle of the night and heard talking coming from my room. She tip-toed in, only to find me huddled under my sheets, watching said trashy horribleness and asked, “Why are you under your covers?” “Because I didn’t want you to know I was watching this!” It’s awful. It really is. I honestly can’t believe I watch it. I’m so much more intelligent than that show. Don’t judge.
Happy New Year!