Getting it off my midday chest.

I’m currently deep in the to-do list which is my job today. I am struggling to swim my way to the surface after an admittedly unproductive day yesterday. My task program is registering 14 red items left to go until I get to TODAY’s list. It is 4:30p. I have made the decision to write a bit. I will rationalize this by saying it will get some of my thoughts out of my head and I’ll stop mulling them over. David Allen would be proud. I once used the same excuse in an English class when I turned in an 8 pages paper about my failing marriage instead of a 3 page paper on an English Lit book.

Goal: Stop drinking.

Status: I drank my half of a bottle of red wine last night. I didn’t guzzle and I didn’t get drunk.

Progress: 1 day without a drink again.

Goal: Lose weight.

Status: I forced some baby carrots down my throat today. I don’t understand how I think they’re a good idea when I’m at the grocery store.

Progress: 0 pounds lost.

Goal: Establish a routine exercise plan.

Status: I walked to work today and I’m not going to bed a ride home.

Progress: Not so much.

Goal: Get a promotion at work.

Status: I went to work today. And I’ve been plugging away.

Progress: Minimal.

I feel threatened at work currently. I realistically don’t have a reason to but it’s my lack of confidence that allows me to feel this way. My threatened feeling makes me bitter and defensive. Knowing this I have stayed in my basement plugging away at my work until I feel better.

Goal: Fix personality. Stop worrying. Relax. Don’t be so emotional.

Status: Felt pretty low this morning. Heart slightly sunk after a text message saying “We have problems.”

Progress: I managed to keep working and not run away.

Tonight I’ll be going out to dinner and a possible movie with my boyfriend. My goal is to get enough done that my mind won’t constantly be worried about work while my task is to relax. And I’ll try not to harp on all the calories I’ll be ingesting at Olive Garden. And I won’t be too sensitive when he says all the wrong things. He means well. Oh and I won’t drink anything alcoholic.

I’ll let you know how it goes.