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Done and I’m onto the next one.

Well, I knocked something off my list. I got a tattoo last night. The Boychik went with me, and thank God for that. I honestly thought I was going to be sick to my stomach, I was so scared on the way there. I wanted to do it, though, and I did, and the Boychik will tease me for years about how I turned all sorts of colors while I was on that table. Still, I’m really, really glad he was there, and I’m glad I did it. I’m definitely pleased with how it turned out. One of these days I might post a picture, but I want it to heal up first. It’s definitely not that pretty right this second. (Okay, it is, because it looks awesome, but it’s a bit red, and there’s no reason to go posting that image.)

I’ve come close to completing other things, too, except I’ve missed specifics. Last month I treated Mom to dinner one evening, but I chose the place: Longhorn. We hadn’t had steak in forever, so we went out. It was my first time ordering an alcohol drink, too. (Not on the list, just a happy little event.) Lo and behold, their watermelon margaritas are amazing. Huge. And amazing. Amen.

Also got to the Fondue Haus once or twice since the list started, but we haven’t done entrees, just appetizer and dessert (which is really all you need there, because it’s so filling), so I’m not sure I should count it.

The whole family’s planning to go visit Aunt Mary for a week over Thanksgiving. It’s not quite what I had in mind when I wrote the list, but I didn’t specify, so I’m not going to sweat it. The important thing is that I get to go back up there and visit my family. I love those people. My little cousins are amazing.

And in terms of cleaning out my closet and redoing my filing system… We’re slowly planning/beginning to work on my room. Aunt Kathy, who’s got a lot of experience with interior decorating and the like, came and took a look at things, did some measurements… She’s in the process of drawing up floor plans and such. We’ve got ideas; we’re just figuring out how to implement them before we get started.

I guess that’s the State of the List address for now; I really need to get a move on here. There are so many things I want to get done; I’ve just got to focus and get to work.  Which reminds me. 19 days til classes start. Ugh.


Aren’t we all works in progress?

This week, my mother and I started walking. We’re walking just over a mile every Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Friday now. I’ve progressively cut back on my soda intake, and I’m trying to do a better job of eating three meals a day, rather than one.

Although it pains me to publish this in such an accessible setting, I’d be lying if I said I was comfortable with my body. I am overweight. I consider myself severely unattractive, and I seriously dread seeing myself in the mirror. I know what I have to do to start changing that, and I understand that if I don’t fix it now I never will. So I am a work in progress. (Note to self: I should write out my list of goals for the year and post that as part of NaBloPoMo.)

At any rate, I had to share a snippet of conversation from this morning. My sister accompanied us today; she’s thinking about joining us regularly. Mom and Sister were talking on the way out the door:

Mom: When we get back, I can pop some cinnamon buns in the oven.
Sister: What’s the point of walking?