It is the last hour of a Monday morning. A Monday morning that I decided to work from my satellite office in my robe with my tiny space heater pointed at my ice cube feet. Other than taking a shower, I have accomplished very little. This does not bode well for the beginning of my personal revolution, which was officially started yesterday. Let me explain.
The Projects:
Goal: Stop drinking.
Status: Hid all the whiskey in my coat closet out of sight. Took the flask out of my purse and hid it with the whiskey.
Progress: 1 day without a drink.
Goal: Lose weight.
Status: Ate a big sandwich for breakfast.
Progress: 0 pounds lost.
Goal: Establish a routine exercise plan.
Status: I have done approximately 3 laps around my one bedroom apartment today.
Progress: I ran last 3 miles last week.
Goal: Get a promotion at work.
Status: I am not in my office.
Progress: Noticed for my compliance with suggested organization and project management structure.
Goal: Fix personality. Stop worrying. Relax. Don’t be so emotional.
Status: Admitted that I wanted to change who I am.
Progress: I haven’t cried today. It’s not yet noon though.
I think 5 is a good place to stop right now. There are articles that will tell you that you can’t change everything at once. People are supposed to start slow, change one thing, then another because in this model you are setting yourself up for failure. Being completely aware of this, I still endeavor to change everything at once, because you know what? It’s time.
Why now?
The catalyst for my drinking resolution was simple shame. My mother wanted to know how the Halloween party I attended turned out. She knows I get nervous when I’m at parties with people I don’t really know. I couldn’t answer her simple question. I don’t remember. I don’t know how much I drank or what I did or said and I’m not sure I want to know. I do know that I disappointed and embarrassed my boyfriend and I worry my parents.
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