After a few months of feeling fairly “blah” about life, I have decided to take matters into my own hands and get my shit together. Here are a few of the tool I have gathered in my quest to be more healthy, more organized, and less stressed:
- After hearing good things from various sources (hi Cece!) I ordered a delightful Erin Condren Life Planner. I am obsessed with this thing (I went for the Fleur Feliz Retro print with my first name across the cover). It’s like a grown-up Trapper Keeper! It comes with stickers and some gift tags! The thrill I get when I cross something off of my to do list should be illegal.
- This oddly-named Aladdin Water Bottle (does a genie come out if I rub it?) has made it easier – and dare I say – more fun to drink water. Apparently the combo of cute+functional+doesn’t need to be refilled constantly = I drink enough to stay hydrated. I’m not as sluggish and cranky and the heat is miraculously easier to handle. The fact that it is virtually spill-proof doesn’t hurt since I am spazz who should be forced to drink everything out of a sippy cup.
- After seeing a recent picture of myself and asking, “Who is that chunky girl OHFUCKTHAT’SME?” I decided I need to whip this flabby ass into shape and ordered a trio of Jillian Michaels DVDs. I should be shredded AND ripped in 30 days, as well as sporting a six-pack in six weeks. Now all I need to do is actually, uh, DO THE EXERCISES. Can someone please call and threaten me with bodily harm so I get off my couch? Thanks.
- Dialing back the social networking and going “invisible” on Gchat have probably added years to my life. Or at least staved off the near-daily rage strokes I was getting. Yes, I know I can unfriend and hide people but there’s something really liberating about just choosing to minimize my exposure altogether. Sure, I still hop on Facebook to see pictures of my friends and read up on what’s new with far-flung friends, but the time I would spend poring over the feed was ridiculous and could be spent being present for the people in my actual, immediate vicinity. Twitter alternately annoys and amuses me but when the scales started to tip toward “annoyance” more than “amusement” I knew it was time to back off. And while I love the fun and convenience that IM offers, it was getting exhausting to be constantly, readily available to anyone and everyone. Sometimes a girl just wants quiet, you know? I haven’t sworn off any of these things, but setting aside time for myself, my family, and other interests has probably actually strengthened my relationships, oddly enough.
Next up on my list: a good system for menu planning. We’re pretty good about keeping a running list of things we need so shopping isn’t totally chaotic. It’s just that I a.) Hate grocery shopping with a passion and b.) Am such a freakshow about cooking new things that I tend to stick to a very narrow repertoire even if I have all the tools to make something fabulous. And then there’s the matter of remembering to pull things out of the freezer to defrost. Care to guess how often I remember to do this? Hint: not often enough that when I DO remember Ed isn’t completely shocked. I am the worst.
What are we all doing to get our collective shit together? Anyone want to share some tips, tools, or ideas? Anyone up for standing over me drill seargeant-style so I am motivated to work out to one of the DVDs?