I've had some nice days lately. I am almost hesitant to admit that -- I feel like I am just tempting fate to throw some bad effing days at me when I do that. But what the hell -- I've had some nice days lately.
Tonight, I nearly blew when, after a sensible dinner and a little light exercise, I got bored later on. I took out a bag of chips and plopped down on the couch.
WHAT AM I DOING?
I crumpled up the whole bag and threw it in the trash. I shouldn't even have that crap in the house.
Lunch today wasn't my happiest moment... Lunch was unhealthy. Ah well, can't win 'em all, right? At least I didn't finish it...
I'm just being honest.
After this month off of blogging, I want very badly to five back in and share but have realized that, well, frankly? I'm not bloody interesting right now. LOL. What do I do?
Expect more articles and discussion.
Anyway, in other news (thank you, non-sequitur girl), I am terribly excited for Halloween! Are you? I suppose I like it for a variety reasons. But chief among them is the idea of dressing up and getting just a glimmer of being someone else for a little while. Does that take you back to your youth? I think I had an imaginary friend for about 6 minutes; one of my most favorite things to do was dress up or play pretend. Halloween is nostalgic. And other than that, there's a pretty kick-ass party every year and my friends and I always seem to have the BEST time. God, my friends come up with the BEST costumes.
Ugh, the insomnia this week is infuriating. Can you tell I'm procrastinating? Hint: shitty blog entry = lack of desire to try to sleep (again).
So it's not been a secret here that I suck at drinking water. I don't know why that is -- it clearly doesn't taste bad. In fact, most of the time, when served ice cold, I find it delicious and refreshing. And it inevitable makes me feel better.
But my body seems to crave Diet Pepsi and such like crazy. This is my own fault -- I put that shit into my body for a long time. Why not water?
I could argue this back and forth all day. You see where it's going.
Point is, I need to hydrate.
My skin and hair are suffering for it now. It's unpleasant. And tonight, the latest ickiness - bleeding gums. Make no mistake - I brush my teeth enough (if not more) and take pretty good care of my mouth. So I googled this-n-that and read in one place that a little bleeding in my gums could be a symptom of dehydration.
Well that's just swell.
Anyway, the last few days - and especially since I spent this past weekend in Arizona, driest state in all the land - I've been CHUGGING water. Seriously. I got up to pee last night like 4 times (didn't you wanna know that). I'm a veritable human fountain.
How long does it take to rehydrate yourself, I wonder. I'm sure it takes longer than the last few days. But I want pretty hair and moisturized skin now, pretty please.
In other, totally unrelated news, the T-Mobile commercial with Phil Jackson, Whoopi Goldberg and so on, continues to annoy me. Who made this commercial? It is trying to tell you this phone is customizable for the commoner... while billionaires pass it around, set to folk music. I are confused.
Good night, kittens. Must drink more water before crashing. I am SO tired.
Without getting into any needless, gory details, let's just say I needed to take some time to myself, reevaluate certain things... I felt a need to be private and couldn't think of anything worth blogging. A month off seemed like a good idea.
I hope I've not lost my loyal readers in the process. I don't do this for money. I do this for you, whom I've come to think of as my friends in a way, and only secondary, I do this for myself.
I've been eating better lately and getting a modicum of exercise although I will confess that tonight, what I are for dinner was atrocious and I feel... greasy. But so be it. I have to forgive myself for that.
I need to write more. Not just here but for my creative projects. And I need to draw again. I used to sketch a lot and that was a nice release.
The rain tonight is very peaceful and I love that. I love falling asleep to the sound of the rain. It's especially nice on nights like this where it almost even cancels out any tension I might feel and, at the very least, balances out with the new neighbor's screaming child who never seems to stop screaming. Ugh.
I'm excited to get out of town this weekend and see old friends. I'm looking forward to the holidays and the new year. New years are always so shiny and spectacular to me. They are a metaphorical new beginning every time. They are forgiving. Even if only temporarily, it's a nice feeling