The new rhythm of my days is exhausting and exhilarating at the same time.
Every waking moment is consumed by my obligations to the day job, while drumming up business for the new venture. Interestingly enough, the work I do to ramp up ValenciaPR is excellent practice for my client base. I'm using a super-basic CMS and need to integrate Twitter etc. It's do-able, but not necessarily pretty. I've decided NOT to upgrade to a fancier CMS in that I need to relate to the real-life, real-time challenges faced by my clients. So yah, a ton of work but I'm spending my rare Sunday afternoon in the house BY MYSELF on it so my heart's in it, clearly.
Jeff's been creating monstrous, wondrous forts for Lola in the living room. Today's version included a skylight (courtesy of strategically draped blankets) and the rest of the world just melts away as I hear them laughing and negotiating. These fools crack me up.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Came, went
Birthday was surprisingly great (turned into birthday week-end and then some). Learned something about myself, which is this: I suck at relaxing. Facials and massages are supposed to be just that, though, so I wasted the first part of the day just trying to chill already. Guess I'm not used to sitting still and letting my mind wander, etc. So, to counter-act this, I'm reading more lately. Focuses me away from/off the churn, if only for a bit.
Workout-wise, honestly hard to say. I've dropped a couple more pounds, but what I'm really noticing is that the workouts are visibly paying off, so I'm obsessing less about the scale. There's a perverse pleasure in being unspeakably sore, and yet showing up for more the next day.
Work-wise, countdown to April 30. I'm still rather bitter about the change in status (from employee to 1099) and of course SUCKS to lose the benefits, but am too busy ramping up the PR biz to really dwell on it. So very much to do...
Home-wise...mostly A+ (everyone's pitching in better) but my heartache with Danica catches me offguard at times. It was great to see Beaner at dinner last night ("I met a girl" - Beaner's so cute) and I wish Ashlei would call more but Danielle's been super helpful and funny and between her and Lola and Marinette I do sit at home and laugh my ass off at times.
The shows are...again, mostly doing well. I fear for the Friday night show, as the bartender at Dutch Mill is a complete wanker, but the rest of them are picking up steam.
This is a placeholder post, a reminder to myself of all the catching up yet to be done. Jeez.
Workout-wise, honestly hard to say. I've dropped a couple more pounds, but what I'm really noticing is that the workouts are visibly paying off, so I'm obsessing less about the scale. There's a perverse pleasure in being unspeakably sore, and yet showing up for more the next day.
Work-wise, countdown to April 30. I'm still rather bitter about the change in status (from employee to 1099) and of course SUCKS to lose the benefits, but am too busy ramping up the PR biz to really dwell on it. So very much to do...
Home-wise...mostly A+ (everyone's pitching in better) but my heartache with Danica catches me offguard at times. It was great to see Beaner at dinner last night ("I met a girl" - Beaner's so cute) and I wish Ashlei would call more but Danielle's been super helpful and funny and between her and Lola and Marinette I do sit at home and laugh my ass off at times.
The shows are...again, mostly doing well. I fear for the Friday night show, as the bartender at Dutch Mill is a complete wanker, but the rest of them are picking up steam.
This is a placeholder post, a reminder to myself of all the catching up yet to be done. Jeez.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
9 days
Stoopid birthday fast approaching, a week from Friday.
What this means is that I'm making myself take the stairs (at work and at the studio). It means I'm going to walk home, catching the bus only if I'm running too late to get all my crap done at home before leaving for the show.
It means for SURE making it to the 8am class, despite probably getting in around 1am tonight.
It means I'm back to Googling carbs and chugging my water and actually really pushing myself in my workouts.
I'm not going to pull off any miracles in the next 9 days, but I refuse to assess excuses and regrets. "37" is going to be enough of a bummer as it is.
In other news, new show Friday nights. That brings us to 4 weekly, and 1 bi-weekly. 18 shows a month. No wonder I'm flippin exhausted.
What this means is that I'm making myself take the stairs (at work and at the studio). It means I'm going to walk home, catching the bus only if I'm running too late to get all my crap done at home before leaving for the show.
It means for SURE making it to the 8am class, despite probably getting in around 1am tonight.
It means I'm back to Googling carbs and chugging my water and actually really pushing myself in my workouts.
I'm not going to pull off any miracles in the next 9 days, but I refuse to assess excuses and regrets. "37" is going to be enough of a bummer as it is.
In other news, new show Friday nights. That brings us to 4 weekly, and 1 bi-weekly. 18 shows a month. No wonder I'm flippin exhausted.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
40
So, if the scale is to be believed, I've lost 40 lbs. Being (horribly) sick was a slight hiccup, but the last few lbs. have (I think) been the result of hitting the gym.
Except, it's not a gym it's a 'studio' whatev, I go, sweat (sometimes it's hard, sometimes not so much) and leave feeling good. I'd forgotten how much I love taking that time for myself.
I (for real this time) now have the last 10 legit to lose. I'm probably fine stopping now, but for once I'd actually like to see how fit I can be (vs. being 'good enough' or 'not bad').
B-day's coming up in a couple weeks. Am hoping to be able to justify shopping.
In other news, broke it to work that an exit strategy may be in order. Radio silence since, but know this 'lull' can't last long. Something's gotta give, and I'm not signing the freelance disclosure stuff, nor am I foregoing my stake in cyberaoke. Doh.
More later, just wanted to plot this milestone. Am already working on the next one.
Except, it's not a gym it's a 'studio' whatev, I go, sweat (sometimes it's hard, sometimes not so much) and leave feeling good. I'd forgotten how much I love taking that time for myself.
I (for real this time) now have the last 10 legit to lose. I'm probably fine stopping now, but for once I'd actually like to see how fit I can be (vs. being 'good enough' or 'not bad').
B-day's coming up in a couple weeks. Am hoping to be able to justify shopping.
In other news, broke it to work that an exit strategy may be in order. Radio silence since, but know this 'lull' can't last long. Something's gotta give, and I'm not signing the freelance disclosure stuff, nor am I foregoing my stake in cyberaoke. Doh.
More later, just wanted to plot this milestone. Am already working on the next one.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Semantics
This 'new responsibility' is ostensibly 'power'.
It feels like micro-management bourne of desperation.
I'm going to do it though, do my time-shifting shape-shifting what-now job.
Exhaust all efforts, assess. Act.
It feels like micro-management bourne of desperation.
I'm going to do it though, do my time-shifting shape-shifting what-now job.
Exhaust all efforts, assess. Act.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Awash
It feels like we're all bathed in the sweeping patriotism of the collective at the moment.
'Tis nice.
BHO is POTUS. That's rockin' pretty hard right now.
'Tis nice.
BHO is POTUS. That's rockin' pretty hard right now.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
My ties to Inaug09
That would be Beaner - the imp scored tix to the Inauguration of our 44th POTA.
I kind of almost want to cry just thinking about it. From the most rural of the Philippines to a daughter attending the inauguration...more later, much to process here.
I kind of almost want to cry just thinking about it. From the most rural of the Philippines to a daughter attending the inauguration...more later, much to process here.
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