So, I finally tackled something that has been bothering me: My lack of organization of important (or semi-important, or I-want-to-keep-this-written-down-for-my-own-records-important) things. Like a lot of other people, I have a drawer and a folder full of the important things, which seemed like a good idea (keep them all in one place! YEAH!!) at the time, but now looks kind of…well, dumb.
So! I made an ADULT THING.
It is my official Adult Binder, and I have a 12 month calender, five dividers, and a few page protectors. I kind of haven’t decided how I’m going to divide it up yet, but there will be sections for Medical, School, Work (this will include Etsy stuff), and Financial (though this may go under work?). I feel like I’m forgetting something. It’s not tax stuff, that’s by the computer, nice and neat in it’s folder. Eh, I’ll think of it later.
Anyways. Adult Thing Number One done for today.
Adult Thing Number Two is to go to the DMV (maybe? If we have time…) and get my permit. Again.
I’m kind of proud of myself. I’m slowly but surely taking control of my life and getting things back in order. Believe it or not, but I was once neat, organized, and sane. I’m getting there again. With these things, sometimes I think it has to be you who says “I will change, I will do better, I will regain control and take back my life” and not someone standing over you telling you that things need to change.
One step at a time, yo. One step at a time.
Two weeks into the new apartment means I’m two weeks into brushing my teeth twice a day EVERY day; I’m two weeks into keeping all of my flat surfaces clean; I’m two weeks into finally realizing that it really is easier if I would just take that plate to the kitchen right now than it will be if I wait until I’m ready to go to bed, say I’ll do it in the morning, then wake up to dirty dishes everywhere. We’re two weeks without dish mountain. We’re two weeks of doing laundry and putting it away as soon as it’s dry. We’re two weeks without a floordrobe.
Guys. THIS FEELS AMAZING.
Husband is also two weeks into going to the gym. Our old apartment didn’t have one and we didn’t have the funds for a gym membership, but the new apartment has a really nice gym, so he has gone every day except one. I went myself yesterday, and with him today, and am making a goal of going at least three days a week from here on out.
But here’s the real problem: food.
I am severely underweight, and my husband is a little overweight. I eat cheetos and chocolate and pop tarts and various other crap, because it’s the only thing my appetite will consistently accept; that means that our pantry is full of junk food that’s easy for me, but not healthy for either of us.
I gave one of my piano students a little cheat sheet yesterday based on ufyh ideas: two minutes of playing slow, now two minutes of playing staccato, now two minutes of playing in rhythms; this time vary dynamics, now touch, etc; and as soon as you lose focus, take a couple minute break and then come back to it, because 5 focused minutes will be 20 times better than 10 unfocused minutes. I know she practices, but it will be so much easier when it’s literally written out exactly what to do for the next ten minutes. Now she can do ten minutes of solid practice, instead of three minutes of trying to decide what she should work on and seven minutes of fluffy practice.
I need a food cheat sheet. This is where I need help, if anyone in teamufyh (or anywhere else) has any suggestions.
For lunch today, I made a turkey & egg sandwich. It was delicious. Why haven’t I ever thought about that before? Or a grilled cheese? Why do I forget grilled cheese sandwiches exist?
Basically, I want a cheat sheet for easy, not-disgustingly-unhealthy meals. So far, I’ve got an egg sandwich, a grilled cheese sandwich, a burrito… And that’s about where my creativity ends. Can you help me?
I don’t have any befores. It was such a confused mess before. The boxes with clothes in it are my dresser for now. One box is play clothes bottoms, work clothes bottoms, and pjs/cold weather items. I will admit that our laundry hamper is heaping now that all the clothes are off the floor. I’ll do that this weekend or tomorrow.
Oh, yeah! The closet does have a system. On the left are my work clothes + robe. On the right are my play clothes. They’re all color coordinated. Not that you can tell from this picture, but they are! It’s why hanging up my clothes takes about 10x longer than it should.
- Must shower. (Yes, this is on this list. Yes, that’s sad. No, IDGAF.)
- Go to grocery store so that bf and I aren’t living off of takeout next week.
- Order more coffee. (I drink bougie-ass espresso from pods; they deliver it to my house!)
- Unfuck the laundry in the bedroom.
- Unfuck my desk, if there is even still a desk under there…
Rewards: Possibly bake something, paint my toenails, and read A Dance With Dragons.
This has been a post.
GO. GO NOW.