Goals:
Be healthier and less stressed, in general. I have absolutely no major complaints with life right now, for the first time in a long time, and I'm completely grateful. My major goal for this year is to graduate in June. My second goal is to get a real job by the end of the summer. My third goal is to get in shape and be healthier by making small changes. My fourth goal is to not get so freaking stressed out.
Resolutions:
- Wake up earlier every day. This will give me more time in the a.m. so I'm more organized when I get to work/class. Not to mention, time to make my own coffee to bring to work instead of buying it on the way, which saves $$.
- Eat breakfast, every day. So I don't buy something expensive when I get to work, or over-eat at lunch. Oh, and bring my lunch at least 2 or 3 times a week.
- Work out at least four days a week (even if it's just yoga for 10 mins while I make coffee).
- Give myself two extra days to do homework (start it two or three days before it's due, NOT the day before and half-finish it).
- Keep the apartment cleaner...it just makes me happier.
- No more facebook at work!! (except during lunch...and gossip emergencies..)
- See a movie a week (on average) with Seth.
3 comments:
I'm stealing your resolutions and using them as my own. Except for the no Facebook at work. If you come to Austin I will make you coffee in my fancy new coffee maker that looks like it could blast off into space at any moment and has a water filter in it to take out 97% of the chlorine that makes coffee taste not as delicious. I would try to smuggle it to Seattle this summer, but I'm pretty sure being detained in the airport security office on suspicion of having a nuclear warhead in my suitcase would ruin the trip. Just a little.
Sorry about the stream of consciousness. I'm on my second pot of coffee today.
The first rule about Seattle is that coffee has its own special citizen status, sort of like diplomatic immunity. You can be pardoned for breaking a lot of other rules if you explain it's because you haven't had your coffee, you need coffee, or were on your way to get coffee when you committed a transgression. The city owes its lifeblood and fancy houses to the country's addiction to our expensive and oh so delicious coffee. It's a bizarre subculture that I can't really explain, but have really really grown accustomed to.
That said, I want your coffee maker.
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