When I grow up, I want to be a dirty hippy!

I've never uttered these words, I actually hate dirty hippies. However, tonight I would've made my parents [clean dirty hippies in their own right....activists they would say] proud by walking to a town meeting, looking at maps, reading leaflets, listening to my community for 2.5 hours and then walking back home and using my reusable grocery bag at Whole Foods to pick up a few organic whatevers on my way back to the homestead. I love my town! Or city, we're a city. Seriously, as annoying as some of those people were, it was really great being there and seeing people care and talk and voice their opinions and interact. There had to be 300 people, I would think the Green Line would be a no-brainer but apparently there is LOTS of controversy.

Controversy, schmontroversy, I'm siked. I could care less about the pollution as long as it's not excessive [I live it a city, part of that is that it's dirtier here than the country - deal with it]. The commuter rail is already loud, I've learned to live with it. I do not need a parking garage considering I can walk to 2 of the stops. And by the time I'm 40 I will have a 15 minute ride into the city and never have to deal with parking. I am excited. And hello property values. Again, I'll believe it when I see it [and if those m-fers try to come in and take some of my yard, I'll go crazy...but I can't see how they would, geographically?], but it's nice to be at the start of something and I feel like we are. Everyday I feel better and better about our decision to get this place, not that I had remorse or regret upon buying, but I would say I was just scared. If you fuck up buying a house, you are kind of screwed. Anxiety and my brain are like moth to the flame up in my head. So yeah, I keep hugging Ed and telling him how happy I am that we made a good choice and that I think we made the right decision and it's wonderful. He is like "Umm, yeah that's why we bought it and moved in 6 months ago" and per usual, thinks I'm totally weird.

Anyhow, so that was my night. Worked from home today to not have to deal with the Wintry Mix. Barf. It was a blessing as the gas guy came by and needed to get in the basement [I'm still convinced it was some kind of set-up; I am my mother's daughter] AND warned me that after 7 am tomorrow, we will not be able to get out of our driveway and we should park up the street. So fingers crossed that our car is still there in the AM [and un-tampered: lots of car horror stories lately]. I will get a permit this week, I have slacked on that but I blame the RMV and their confusing registration policy.

Ok, so had some oatmeal with bananas and syrup for breakfast. Had some tea and some juice. For lunch, I had 2 thin slices of the WPF bread with butter and cream cheese. However, wayyy less B & CC than I usually use. So yay. Then I had a yogurt and more tea. I think that was all, my memory is shot. Oh wait, I tried to have cup of soup but it was gnarly [too much water and then I'd tried to bolster the pasta quotient].

I ran 4 Wii-miles and showered and went to my meeting. Had some sushi from WF after, and some strawberries [so good, so worth the $4 - it's like spring in my mouth] with splenda. A vodka juice cocktail, light on the vodka...Intervention always inspires me to drink. Maybe to remind myself that unlike the poor souls on TV, I can stop after 1? I am beyond thankful for that, everyday, I cannot imagine being an addict, it's got to be exhausting and sucktacular. Anyhow, just had some crusty french bread with butter [fresh baked at WF...yummm] and some mozzarella, tomatoes and OO/vinegar with spices and S&P. So good.

I will be having a couple sandwich cookies too, they were cheap and looked delish. It's like 11:30 now though, I need to knock off the late eating. In fairness, it feels like 10:30. Which means I need to go to bed. I hate DST, seriously. When it gets warm it will be better, right?

Blrghcndhhhh..........fgvfv,ll........

My sentiments exactly. Let's just say I am really looking forward to the bar. And with no real reason.

Woke up late, scrambled so Ed would have time to shower in hot water and then Ed decided to text his boss and sleep in so my rushing was for not. Just kind of a whatever morning followed by an equally shitastic day. Too much traffic, I am debating whether we shoveled enough and feel like a bad neighbor, too much work, like NUTTY, again today! Spent too much $$ on food: breakfast was an everything bagel w/ Earth balance and light CC and some tea both from Dunkies. Work work work and then caf for lunch - gross. Had a ham and mustard wrap, chips, a pickle and a diet snapple. Gross. More tea, my teeth are gnarly and I swear they have a yellow-ish sheen to them that is getting worse and worse. I have totally let myself go.

Had like 3 or 4 mini Reeses late afternoon, along with a Werthers and a banana on the ride home. Did my facebook/channel 7 expose around 4, still can't decide if that's a poor choice or not. Time will tell, I guess. Still love the snowblower guy. My house is cold - I'm home now, heading to trivia shortly. I'm eating a yogurt. Just found out Erin and Josh are moving to LA. Very exciting but I am a little sad to lose a friend geographically. Whatever, I never get out West and this will be more incentive to go visit. And it's warm so I'm totally jealous already. Not that I don't love Boston, I'm never leaving.

So that's where I stand, no exercise again today and I'm in a bad mood. It's like 10 degrees out. Barf. Work was chaotic, I hate rushing around for stuff that actually doesn't need rushing, I hate taking steps in order to insure something is done a certain way and then seeing them done differently, I hate that some days I have so much to do and other days it's like a pin has dropped. I sound like such a brat! Maybe I am the "kids" I hate so much...yeesh.

I am so thankful to have a job and love the people I work with and my company is very, very decent [still don't understand most of what we sell and the teenage FTW in me will not let me entirely buy into a giant corporate ideal - but good benefits go a LONG way in my book]. I am just kind of in an annoyed rutty funk. I need to do something, I am already dreading that I'll manage to waste our time off, when it's something I really need an could put to good use. I need to start meditating or some shizzz. Off to the bar!

Is it May yet?

I am DYING for summer, maybe it's the house that I so want to improve yet keep telling myself that all the projects will be so much easier in warm temps, maybe it's the dark that comes too early, maybe it's the boredom [which is scary these days] of work, maybe it's the outrageously priced heat that still doesn't warm my house...but I am wishing for a heat wave and a break with my entire being. I am not depressed winter blah-y, but I'm just so over it. More frustrated and stuck, I guess. Not over it enough to move of course, then I'd have one less thing to complain about.

Anyhow, so I went to Shaw's after work, around 6 and by then I had the LBS shakes pretty badly. Thanks, salad! Upon arriving home, I shoved down a Fiber 1 pop-tart [delish, still not sure if I trust these Fiber 1 things, but people seem to sweat them. Who would've thunk that Fiber would become cool or trendy or appealing? Marketing is an odd and weird kind of geniusy field] and that helped immensely. Then I made one of those quick stove-top pastas in the bag - alfredo and I threw some tomato in there, it was really good but I was also like drool-starving [I'm copyrighting that] so who knows. I just had some cinnamon raisin toast and some tea for dessert. Yum. I think I'm done for the day? I wanted a cocktail when I got home and did not have one so brownie points there. God, now I even sound like an alcoholic. Yuck.

Tomorrow is the iCycle. I'm doing a bagel to carb up [love the justification games my mind plays] and then a 3 we head in town. Fun times. We'll see. I started to actually write down my "training plan" for the 10k. i am a bit nervous but honestly felt unprepared for the 5k and managed that without dying or even hurting too much the next day. I've realized a huge part of my procrastination is that I neglect to cement things - like write them down, make that appointment, call whomever. Instead I dilly-dally and obsess. Not sure why my brain prefers the latter but I've never claimed to understand my brain. Also, I keep forgetting everything. Mid-blog, I remembered something I want to blog, and now I have zero idea. That is terrifying. More crosswords and solitaire and scrabble.

Diners, Drive-ins and whatever on Food Network is making me so hungry. They just featured mozzarella sticks in Atlanta that are wrapped in pasta pre-fry. OMG. I'm looking up tickets on Expedia right now, not joking.

2 Degrees

That was the temperature this morning, fun times. I just talked to a guy I work with in Chicago and he said it was minus 20 last night without the windchill...WOW. Can't wait till that gets here. I am having another speed-day, WFH and it's 3 o'clock....it was just 10:30 I swear. I've got to get my ass in gear, gotta hit up the grocery store and get in some fitness before Miss Meagan and Dan come over. Quick recap:

Had my bagel, 2 cups of tea.
Just had a bowl of cereal for lunch.
Now I'm having more tea and a 100 calorie bar...

My house is so cold, I wish I could somehow get work to pay for my heat.