Cleaning, Day 3: This one is not about cleaning…

The downside to making ‘cleaning’ my goal is that there just isn’t much to WRITE about.     So yeah.. today I made my bed, and the kitchen is clean!  Somehow there’s just not much more to say about it.  I guess I could wax long and philosophical about the various types of pillows on my bed, or the challenges inherent with removing discarded Jell-O from a linoleum floor, but I somehow doubt that’s very interesting to read.

Let’s move on.

Cleaning, Day 2: Sparkle, Sparkle!

Well, so far so good.  As I write this, my bed is made, my room is straightened up and my kitchen is nice and clean.  I did a good job of staying on top of the kitchen mess, especially, and made sure to put everything away right away.  I really am sort of childish about that sort of thing, and I tend to just make a big mess and leave it when I’m cooking.   This would be a good habit to break.

Cleaning, Day 1: A Fresh Start!

Okay… so sleep was a bust.  I admit it.    I keep trying to understand why that particular goal always ends up being such a challenge, but the answer I come up with is probably too deep and involved to go into here.  So we’re not going to analyze it; instead, we’re going to just start over with something new and move on to more potentially successful habits instead.

Sleep, Day 7: Compliments!

I screwed up sleep again, but church was fun this morning!

As much as I once whined about no one noticing my weight loss before, I really owe everyone around me an apology now.  Admittedly, a loss of 60 pounds is bound to be more noticeable than a loss of 40, but still.. when you think about it, 40 pounds of a 245-pound woman is a loss of …what, 16% of my body weight?  Where as 60 pounds is dropping my weight by a fourth of myself.  It’s still a lot of weight regardless, but the overall change in my body is much larger.

Sleep, Day 6: Bunco Night

I failed again.  Maybe I should just push this back by a whole week at this point?   I mean, this time I had an excuse, since last night was Bunco Night, and I came home late enough that I couldn’t really get in any walking WITHOUT blowing my bedtime, but still.  I really had hoped to do better than this.

Sleep, Day 3: Woo, Sleep!

Well, that’s two days down.  How far did I get last time?  I can’t even remember.

Unfortunately, I can’t say that I’m actually getting more SLEEP this way.   Even though I tend to go to bed kind of late, the kids usually let me sleep (or at least doze) in enough that I generally get between 6 and 8 hours per night.  Well, on AVERAGE, anyway.  There are outliers.

Sleep, Day 2: So far, So good..

Well, okay.. the first night went fine.  I was off of the computer by 11:15 or so, and in bed by 11:28 p.m.

Sleep, Day 1: Back to the 21-Day Thing

Okay, so… it’s Monday and I’m back to the usual grind.  It’s a Down Day for me and an Up Day for Andy, so we’ll be serving Spaghetti tonight.

Lent, Day 44: Good Friday

Almost there now.  I can almost smell the sausage cooking…

Good Friday has always been one of my favorite services of the year.   As a rule I’m not a very emotionally-affected person, so the fact that a church service actually depresses me is kind of novel and interesting.  I actually find that sort of nice.

But it seemed fitting that today was a Down Day, so I went in to our Good Friday service feeling subdued anyway.

Lent, Day 42: Narrow Garage

Yet another reminder of the fact that losing weight also means losing actual size and girth.   Andy cleaned out the garage this past weekend, which meant a lot of the stuff that had been piled up on ‘my side’ (or at least, the side where we park the van, which is the car I usually drive) was moved out and disposed of.