The night is moving slowly at this big brown desk in the basement. I’d like to be somewhere sipping a Kasteel Red right now, slowly bring the sweet liquid to my lips, feeling it relax me. Instead I am sitting and getting increasingly agitated in my office. My productivity stalled a few hours back. This is a last ditch effort to a tiny bit of accomplishment squeezed out of the night.
Goal: Stop drinking.
Status: I may stop for a beer on my walk home. It is Friday night anyway. The night that people go out and socialize. I haven’t been drunk since Halloween.
Progress: That makes it 12 days without being drunk. Have I proved myself yet? Can I drink?
Goal: Lose weight.
Status: If you ignore the chocolate I ate tonight, I’m doing better at eating.
Progress: Scale said 1 lb gone. I’m skeptical.
Goal: Establish a routine exercise plan.
Status: 3 days in a row. And I bought new running shoes. And downloaded a running log to my iPod touch.
Progress: It’s a start. It’s not easy.
Goal: Get a promotion at work.
Status: Took Wednesday off. My boss told me I could do whatever I want because I was the teachers pet.
Progress: I don’t want to be seen as a suck up. Must watch how I appear to my co-workers.
Goal: Fix personality. Stop worrying. Relax. Don’t be so emotional.
Status: Two really good days in a row. Makes you forget the bad days.
Progress: What I haven’t discovered is how to keep this from slipping through my fingers, like right now.
It’s a forced update, but an update nonetheless.
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