Grace, The Snow Is Here
Hi. It’s been awhile.
My birthday is this weekend. 32. I know.
Short term goals. 1. Weigh self in morning and accept the number for what it actually is. Remember, this will be the highest weight and every weigh in after will be less than whatever number the scale shows. 2. Make a meal plan for the week and make a grocery list that I can shop the next time that I have access to the car and decent weather. Even if that means going late after Ashley gets home from work. 3. Update the Couple’s Calendar to include concerts, appointments, events, Ash’s work schedule, etc. I need to be more accountable for these things. No more relying on phone calls to remind me of appointments. 4. Reign in spending on things that I don’t need. This is pretty much only going to affect my record spending. This last week I have spent too much money on records and I’ve been too scared to tell Ashley that I fucked up. Having the Safety-Net benefits does not mean that I can spend it all on myself. 5. The hardest goal right now. Work on Hawkeye Gemstones. I need to get over this inability to work. Start small. Work on Storenvy.
Long term goals. 1. It’s all about that number. Sitting here tonight, I’d be afraid to weight myself because I fear that I will be ~270, the highest I’ve ever been. I need to set realistic number goals. My first goal is to weight myself in the morning. Whatever the number is, my first goal will be to get down to the next digit. If I’m 273, my goal will be 269. Start small. Start realistic. The ultimate goal is not all about a number. My goal is health. My real dream is to look good on June 9th. 2. Get some financial stability. Hawkeye is great and all, but it’s pretty volatile. It’d be nice create a decent system to reach more people and make more sales. Figure out percentages of what to put back into the business and what to take out. I also need to stop spending Hawkeye money on personal objects such as records and concert tickets.
Today Today was Ashley’s first day off since she and Courtney took over the space on Park Ave. I’ve spent the day by her side while she slept. I went out this morning to buy her some medicine and some orange juice. I feel bad. She should get a bonus day off.
