Hey guys! TGIF!
I have a busy weekend ahead. I’ll be working at the Madison Marathon Expo Saturday (I’m on the marketing team for another race, and we hit all the local expos), followed by (hopefully) lots and lots of NASM studying and some much needed housecleaning.
Of course, weekends are never as long and luxurious as I think they are in my head, so who knows how far I’ll actually get with that list (lookin’ at you, housecleaning).
Today, I’m here with some random life updates, in the form of a Friday phone date.
If we were having a phone date right now, I’d tell you that…
…I’m loving my job more and more every day. One part of my job is to manage the blog and social media accounts for the agency, and gee, who wouldn’t love sitting on FB and Twitter all day and getting paid for it?
Another part of my job is “staying up-to-date on current trends,” which means I get to read blogs and get paid for it. Can’t complain.
…I’m just not feeling the Mac, guys. I know a lot of you are diehard Appletans, so don’t take this personally. It’s not that it’s hard to use a Mac, it’s just such a pain to switch from a PC at home to a Mac at work. The keys are in different places, the X is in the wrong corner, and tons of random features I’m apparently really attached to just don’t exist on Macs.
I actually talked to the IT guy about getting a PC! We’ll see.
…I’m starting to decorate my office!
Yes, I’m calling this boring poster I found online “decoration.” Also featured on my cork board: the sugar packet I found in the break room that was fully sealed with NO SUGAR IN IT (I was having one of those punchy days where I found that really, really funny).
Oh, and I brought in a lamp.
I guess I’m just not really the office-decorating type…
…Mason seems to be loving daycare! Brent (who’s still managing drop-off) says he stands by the door in the morning saying “Go!” and when they arrive at his classroom, he waves bye-bye (tear free!!) and heads in to play. This is MAJOR.
The only problem, now, is what happens we he gets home. He hasn’t been napping very long during the days and will barely touch their food, so he comes home STARVING and EXHAUSTED. Meanwhile, Brent and I are eager to take advantage of the 2 measly hours we get to spend with him per day (isn’t that ridiculous??), but all the poor kid wants is a hot meal and a warm bed. (Amen, brother.)
…I’ve been making crock pot meals like a fiend. Brent’s favorite is 2-ingredient BBQ chicken (chicken thighs cooked in plain ol’ BBQ sauce all day—typical man food). Last night, I made a pork loin smothered in spicy mustard and honey, topped with apple slices. I was supposed to add apple juice, but only had applesauce on hand, and it worked like a champ!
I’m anticipating a “fav crock pot recipes” post in my future. Any recommendations??
…I’ve discovered a great way to force myself to eat raw carrots. It’s called “bring them to work and make sure you have no other options.”
It’s sort of working—except that my company seems to have a habit of making random food available in the break room. Like, this week, DOUGHNUTS and CANDY CORN.
…I actually look forward to my morning commute. It’s basically forced “me” time, where I get to relax and drink coffee and not feel guilty that I’m not doing anything productive. And I’m ob-sessed with podcasts.
Notice I didn’t say commute in general. In the morning, the traffic is usually flowing pretty well, so it’s an easy trip in. In the afternoon, I get stuck in jams almost every day, regardless of what time I leave (I’ve experimented). And my road rage trigger is a sensitive one.
…I’ve discovered that the busier I am, the more motivated I am. I’m totally shocked at how much I’ve been getting done—I think it’s because I have no choice. Like, if I didn’t do a load of laundry last night, Mason wouldn’t have any clean pants to wear today. If I didn’t force myself to get up a little earlier this morning, despite being bone tired, this blog post wouldn’t have made it up. (Which would have been TRAGIC.)
Anyway, my point is: we’re doing ok over here.
But I’m still so, so, so glad it’s almost the weekend.