Don't Tell Me What To Do

I have never made a New Year’s resolution to myself, or anyone for that matter but I thought I would set some goals for myself this year.

·                                          Goal 1 – I want to eat healthier and shed a few pounds. Main goal is to just eat healthier more colorful meals because it is suppose to make you feel better, have more energy, and just over all be happier and healthier. I think doing this will also make it easier for me to work out. This is the only body I will ever get and I need to start taking care of it. Now this doesn’t mean I am boycotting brownies or any nonsense like that because I love food and I refuse to deprive myself of it.

·                                           Goal 2 – Be more positive and less bitchy. I am generally a very positive person and let very few things get me down however, I am slowly realizing I expect too much from people. I am by far my worst critic and sometimes I let that flow on to others. I really want to work on this.

·                                          Goal 3 – Be a better house keeper. I am not a total slob but I am not a neat freak either. I have a tendency to always find something else to do and avoid housework yet I hate a messy house.

·                                         Goal 4 – Be a better mother. I want to be more active with my child, go on field trips with her and have a lunch a few times with her at school. She is the most important person in my life and I want to be the best I can for her.

·                                        Goal 5 – Find a way to have more energy and be more productive. I don’t want to be like most people I know and not ever really do anything. I want to take my dogs out to the river and play tag with my daughter. Enjoy the wonderful weather ahead and play in the rain. I want to enjoy my life, not spend my life glued to my laptop or television set. I love my couch but I don’t want permanent ass imprints on it because I never leave it.

·                                    Goal 6 – Final goal has to do with my new career choice. I recently decided to try out the real estate world. I am currently taking a course to get my licenses before my college semester starts back up. I have a huge fear of failure in anything that I do, so naturally that fear is present in this situation. My goal is to give it my all and succeed. I chose to try this career field out because I am a mom and a college student; this allows me to have time for those things. At my previous job at the foot clinic I was there 9+ hours a day and it seemed like that was more my home that my home was. I felt like I never got to see my beautiful little girl or spend time with my 2 dogs.

And that’s them. These are the things I want to do because I feel they will make me a better person and be able to thoroughly enjoy my life more.  

Farewell 2010, all and all you were good to me.

             As I sit here at 8:05pm on the last day of 2010, I feel compelled to start my blog off remembering   the year we are saying good bye to. 2010 started off much like it is ending, uneventful with Logan and me sitting home alone with no plans to do anything. At this time last year we were living in Jackson, Missouri and both unemployed. I had been there since July and was taking time off to enjoy my daughter’s first year of school. Logan arrived in November when he took his layoff and left Moses Lake, Washington. In the month following the ‘co-parent’ (my daughter’s dad) and I were trying to decide where to live mutually because that is what we believe is best for our child. Unfortunately his work was in St. Louis, MO and there was no way I was going to raise my daughter in such a big city.

 In February we decided that moving back to Oklahoma seemed to be the best and truthfully the only place we could agree on.

In mid-March we packed up everything and moved back home, the co-parent stayed behind to work.  We weren’t even unpacked and settled in when Logan got the call to go back to work and before April even began, Logan was on his way back to Moses Lake, WA, major suckage!

                In April I found a job working for a foot clinic and while it wasn’t glamorous it paid the bills.

                In May, my little girl finished her first year of kindergarten and for some reason my heart broke. I wasn't and still am not ready for my little girl to be growing up so quickly. Also on May 21, I had my first surgery, nothing major but went to sleep with an A cup and woke up with a full C cup =) I get a lot of shit for them but screw people because I love them and they make me feel better about myself. I began to act a lot more girly and dress cute more often; well when I wasn’t wearing scrubs bc of my job.

                In August, Logan and I decided to elope after deciding a wedding was just going to be too much money and we wanted to really be able to enjoy ourselves on our day. We had already had a planned trip to Vegas to tour venues and put down deposits as we had planned on a Vegas wedding any way (date was set for Friday the 13^th in May). We were scheduled to meet in Vegas on Wednesday but the Sunday prior we made the decision to just call a chapel and do the damn thing.  His parents drove up, his brother flew in from Wisconsin and I flew a dear friend of mine and my dad out and it was wham bam thank you ma’am. We were married on August 21.

                In the last week of September I quit my job and moved to Moses Lake to spend a few months with the new husband. The ‘co-parent’ has just moved home and was wanting some quality time with our daughter so it seemed like the perfect time.

                In December, Logan and I bought our first home and we closed on December 21. Twenty-one seems to be a reoccurring number in our relationship. We just recently moved back to Oklahoma, one week ago to be exact.

               Here we are at today; today was not a good day in our house. Logan’s cat of 6 years was diagnosed with feline leukemia right before Thanksgiving and after 6 more weeks with us we sadly had to put him down. My heart broke for my husband bc that cat was like his son/best friend. Logan’s job forces him to travel frequently and the cat was the only steady thing he had during the years. We took him to the vet today at 11am and in 15 min we were on our way. We buried him under the bird bath with his favorite toys so he can watch the birds.  Now I believe my poor husband has made himself sick over the whole ordeal. He has been quite ill for the last 6 hours or so. RIP Rambo =(

                Well ladies and gents, it is now 3 hours and 20 min until the New Year and God bless you all. No drinking and driving fools!