I had to find myself again….
I guess you’ve already guessed I have commitment issues….yup, one of my character flaws. I go balls out on something, turn away for a bit… and before I realize, I’ve moved on to some new passion. It’s not for lack of interest. I never “lose” interest in something really, I more often then not come back to it at some point. No, my real problem is that I simply can’t keep up with all the things I want to do. Because I want to do everything; I want to go to school, I want to exercise and be healthy, I want to draw and paint, I want to write insightful and deep memoirs, I want to travel the world, I want to belly dance, I want to play piano, I want to speak Italian, I want to read so many good books, I want to sew gorgeous clothes and knit fantastic cabled works of art…and I always want to be there for my family…. it frustrates me to no end that I can’t do it all.
But it was family that took priority this weekend. My mom and sisters came to town. It was wonderful. I miss them terribly, and every time we get together I realize how much I’m missing not being near them. They all live 20 minutes away from each other. I live 100 miles away….it sucks. But we did have a great time this weekend. We laugh, and talk, and stay up late, and shop…we try to cram in a week’s worth of stuff into a couple of days.
I was sure I was taking the summer off. Last semester kicked my butt badly. But in the end, I opted for just one class…an online Psychology class. I’m now 3 classes away from my A.A. and two of them are math classes…yuck. But I’m so close….I almost can’t believe how close I am. I mean, transferring to Stan State is in the near future! It’s been a faraway dream for so long to get my degree and dare I say, even my masters. But until now it’s been very distant. I’m also back to listening to my Italian tapes (I’ve been trying to teach myself Italian for years), you know, just in case I don’t move to the coast and opt for moving to Italy instead…I’m just sayin’. Oh, and then there’s the front yard I want to re-do. It’ll take just about every weekend to get this project completed. You see….I get restless if I’m not juggling multiple things. Sometimes this is a really cool trait, sometimes it’s a curse.
After my family left today, I told myself to get off my butt, go into the game room and work out. I have almost every possible workout device at my disposal. I really have no excuse. I walked the treadmill for 2 miles, biked a mile on the exercise bike (any more would have given me blisters on my butt) and I did some ab work on the exercise ball. When I finished I felt so damn good and I asked myself, “Why don’t you do this every day, for crying out loud!?” I don’t know why. But I guess it’s that I’ll try to stick to a daily routine and then something else will take priority. And before I know it, a month will have gone by without a single workout…..terrible. But my weight is now a major issue for me. I’ve NEVER weighed as much as I do now, not even when I was nine months pregnant with my sons. I’ve let it go too long. I know I will feel better and look better if I get this under control. My weight is affecting my health, my mood, my confidence and my ego… and until I get back into shape, I can’t give up.
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