GYST Challenge Day 1

Well, Day One of the GYST Challenge is over.  And I did all the things I was supposed to do!  I even managed to not make a train wreck out of the food today.  So I feel pretty good.  Except for this headache.  That part sucks.

But I get a chart!

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Thievery: A 21-Day Challenge

I got this idea from Andrew at http://waterballoonist.blogspot.com//.  They say it takes 21 days for something to become a habit.  Well, I need some new habits, so I'm going to issue myself (and anyone else who's listening) a challenge.  I'm calling this one the "Get Your Sh*t  Together" Challenge.  I don't know about you but my life is a mess.  I am so lazy.  I spend so many hours playing Sims, watching X-Files, and getting absolutely nothing done.  For the next 21 days, starting tomorrow, I want to get my act together.  But goals are just wishful words if they're not specific.  And measurable and attainable, while we're at it.  So here's what I mean, specifically:

1)  I will get up in the actual morning, not morning in the loose "morning is when you wake up" definition:   

	Wake
Mon	7
Tue	8
Wed	7
Thu	8
Fri	7
Sat	8
Sun	7

2)  I will clean something every day of the week.  I will keep up with the dishes every day and also add:

	Wake	Clean
Mon	7	Kitchen
Tue	8	Bathroom
Wed	7	Kitchen
Thu	8	Laundry
Fri	7	Bedroom
Sat	8	Kitchen
Sun	7	Living/Dining

3)  I need to actually do my job and my homework.  I think it's best to just schedule time in for that: 

	Wake	Clean	Work
Mon	7	Kitchen	9am-3pm
Tue	8	Bathroom	11am-3pm
Wed	7	Kitchen	9am-3pm
Thu	8	Laundry	11am-3pm
Fri	7	Bedroom	9am-3pm
Sat	8	Kitchen	----------
Sun	7	Living/Dining	----------

When this challenge is over, I will do another one.  It will involve either food or exercise, depending on which one needs the most help at that point.  

I think that this will probably be the hardest challenge for me.  I don't want to be a grown-up.  I never really got to be a kid, and now society is telling me I have lost my chance.  It makes me sad.  But I can't rebel by simply not doing the things all adults need to do.  That won't actually work, it won't get me my childhood back.  So it's time to face the facts and stop living in a dump.  Maybe I can schedule in some time to jump in some puddles.  That was probably the saddest sentence I've ever written.

Does anyone have any ideas on how to be a kid again, just for a little bit?  I need to know I can still at least visit the place.

Hard Headed Woman

I'm looking for a hard headed woman
One who will take me for myself
And if I find my hard headed woman
I won't need nobody else
no, no, no...

I'm looking for a hard headed woman
One who will make me do my best
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know the rest of my life will be blessed
yes, yes, yes...

I know a lot of fancy dancers
People who can glide you on the floor
They move so smooth, but have no answers
When you ask, "What'd you come here for?"
"I don't know..."

I know many fine feathered friends
But their friendliness depends on how you do
They know many sure-fire ways
To find out the one who pays
And how you do

I'm looking for a hard headed woman
One who will make me feel so good
And if I find my hard headed woman
I know my life will be as it should
Yes, yes, yes...

This is a beautiful song by Cat Stevens.  You can hear in his voice how much he wants to find this woman - someone who can keep him grounded and remind him of the things he loves and all the reasons he felt the need to ever start writing songs. 

I'm looking for that woman inside myself.  I know she's in there, and I need her to come out and help me, because right now I'm weak and I know I'm not where I should be.