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I Was Such a Tool

I thought it would be fun to pull all of my old myspace blog posts onto wordpress.  Yeah.  Fun.  The archive files I got from myspace are on the desktop of my laptop so I only go through them when I am using my laptop, which is only once every couple of weeks or so.

What have I learned?

Nine years ago I was a major tool!

I swore a lot more.  I didn’t have to worry about kids reading over my shoulder, so there was little to no self censorship.  My attitude was idiotic.  I was pissed off all the time.  Even when I was writing about things that made me happy I managed to sneak in snide comments about something or other.  I just wasn’t happy with who I was or where I was at that time.

I’m still sifting through posts from 2006.  They are only a little more than eight years old.  They aren’t that old.

But something important happened in April of 2007.  Something Earth shattering.  I don’t know if it is going to show through in the posts from that time or not, but the major event really changed my attitude.  It changed the very foundation of who I am.

What happened in April 2007?

I met Jen, of course.

We started chatting online late in 2006, met for reals in 2007, got engaged in 2008, got married in 2009.

Everything about me is different now.  Everything about me feels better now.  I am so completely in love with her, I can’t even put it into words.  Jen has made me a better person.  I owe her everything that I am.  I love her so much.

The Pits

Want to know what the worst part of working from home while one of the kids is home sick?

He’s in the living room watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix right now.  I’m next door in the dining room starting my lunch break.

I really want to go into the living room and watch the movie with him.  Not being able to is just the pits.

Sick

Well isn’t this a fine how do you do?

Yesterday my wife worked from home because she wasn’t feeling well. She went to bed really early and was feeling a little better this morning. Unfortunately, my step son woke up with a head cold and a low fever. He’s staying home from school and he’s asleep in his room as I type this. Today is my telecommuting day so it worked out well. Unfortunately again, now I am coughing and my nose is running.

Oh.

Good.

At least I spent 10 minutes on the treadmill. I got that done at least. Also, no cheating last night. Dinner was big, but everything else was small. A decent weight watchers day at least.

Badass

There are a lot of characters in English literature that can accurately be described as “badass”. Likewise there are a lot of characters who have moments that can be described as “epically badass”.

For my money, the most epically badass moment in all English literature has to be when Dumbledore and Voldemort face off in the Ministry lobby and Dumbledore calls Voldemort Tom. It’s like he’s patting him on the head saying, that’s a good evil wizard now go run along and play.

Epic badassitude.

Cheated… Again

Well at least the temptation is gone. There are no more of those cookie sandwich things in the house. I had another one last night. That’s it. Done. I didn’t use the treadmill though. I’m more upset with myself over that then the two junk food incidents.

On the upside, I didn’t leave the house until about 7:45 this morning and I punched in at 9:02. Only two minutes late. There were a couple of extra traffic tie ups today too. I should have made it on time.

I should probably not wait that long before I leave, but I was trying to finish a vocal take on a new recording of an old song. I’ve got two finished and ready to mix, and I have the software tracks for two others finished. It’s not February yet, so I am not doing any new music. Just new demos of old songs. I should have a couple of mixes to share by the end of the week.

Cheater

I was good yesterday. Almost.

Good breakfast, good lunch, no between meal snacking until after dinner. Dinner itself was bigger than it should have been, but not the end of the world. There were peanuts, of course, but I didn’t over do it.

So what’s the problem? The snack that came after dinner but before the peanuts. A chocolate chip cookie sandwich with about a two inch thick vanilla frosting filling, that’s was the problem. I cheated. I was bad.

It’s not the end of the world. It could have been worse. I didn’t fall off the wagon or anything, I just had a moment of weakness. Big deal. I’ll survive. I’ll recover. I won’t say that I won’t do it again, but I will say that I won’t do it often. Frequent junk food is one of the reasons I’m in this mess in the first place, I’m not going back to that.

I cheated, but it’s okay. I just won’t cheat again for a while.