New Year…

I started my resolution a week early.  I knew if I waited, I would never do it.  During the Christmas season, I needed to get up an hour early to be at work an hour earlier than usual.  Since my jeans have been getting… umm.. snug.. I decided I would just keep getting up at the same time and work out.

I received EA Sports Active for Christmas, so I’ve been using that.  I gotta say, I love it.  After a bit of a rough start with the nunchuck in the leg pouch thing, I’m finding myself getting a great workout.  I’ve been using the preset workouts mostly, but I also created my own.  The thing I really like about the presets (that I didn’t really realize until today) is that they are randomized.  I haven’t gotten the same workout twice yet.

I don’t have huge weight-loss goals.  I just want my pants to fit again.  I decided it’s far easier for me to get up earlier and add a workout in than it is to change the way I eat.  I like eating.  I like sweets.  I also like to work out, I just never made time for it before.  My only goal is to keep this up.  Working out makes me happier, even if I’ve been sore for the last week.

That means it’s working, right?

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours…

My New Year’s Eve started at 5am and ended at 5am.  Awesome.  Now that’s what I call a party.

Beginning: I need to learn to let go.  I find it impossible to take a vacation from work because I trust very few people to do my job right.  Not that I think my job is hard or special, mind you, I just don’t think they have the time to care.  Before promotion I was doing two jobs–my old job and my current job.  I felt like I was doing it all the time.  You’d think I’d feel less stressed out now that I’m back to just one job, but I’m not.  At least not lately.  Communication has plummeted, and it resulted in me accidentally finding out I not only had to change the entire apparel department, but I had to mark down all the old stuff before the beginning of FM Jan (Jan 4).  So I got up at 5 to get as much done a possible, and stayed an hour late for the same.  I was actually able to call in the one person I trust, no matter how suspiciously, which meant I didn’t have to stay three hours late….  I will go in on Saturday for the markdown, meaning that I went from a 30 hour week to “holy crap, I can’t stay anymore or I’ll go into OT!”

Pre-Middle: I went to Target after work to get supplies.  Also looked for shoes and socks, because who doesn’t love shoes and socks.  Discovered these:

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Aside from being ridiculously cute… and clearance… and not in my size… They’re also lined with one of my favorite Alexander Henry fabrics of all time.  I know it’s hard to see, but I have proof of its existence outside of the shoe and inside of my stash:

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Must find those shoes…….

Middle: The best, best, best part of New Years Eve is fondue.  Everyone should do the ‘due.  I don’t care if it’s cheese, oil, or chocolate, it should be mandatory.  I do not, however, recommend combining any of those unless, perhaps, over the course of an entire day.  Certainly don’t attempt it in one evening.  I know this from experience.  New this year was tempura batter and parboiled potatoes.  When BILOSORD’s buddy accidentally added his potato to the pot without battering it, twice fried potatoes were born.  And eaten repeatedly.  I breifly considered getting more potatoes from the kitchen, but I figured we had to cut outselves off somewhere.  This is the first time that I can remember that fondue didn’t end with someone (me….) laughing so hard they (I….) cried.  We stopped because we ran out of cheese and potatoes.  And room in our stomachs.  We were all pretty tired, though.

I passed out on the couch after dinner, and I pretty sure after Rocket Puppy was sent to bed, Rocketdog passed out for a bit too.  I headed home, intending to go to bed, shortly after the ball dropped (…the tape delayed ball).

The End: When I got home, The Hippy IMed me to see if I had gotten his text message, and was apparently bummed that I didn’t respond.  What I didn’t know was that I hadn’t gotten the message, and thought he was talking about something entirely different.  Twenty minutes later, it showed up.  I decided the message couldn’t find me because I was driving.  I turned right, and it kept going straight.  Silly text message.  But what followed was one of the longest, most awesome philosophical discussions we’ve ever had.  “We’re going to be living together and sharing everything, so I might as well tell you what I believe.”  Which is not to say he hadn’t told me before, it was just a much deeper and livelier discussion.  When my alarm clock went off, I knew it was probably time to go to bed.  Call me crazy, but I’m a sucker for talking to him.  The first time we ever chatted with each other, I only got a couple hours of sleep.  I’m looking forward to not having to chat online (both of us hate the phone).

And now I get to go move.  Right now.  Literally.  Five hours of sleep!  wooooo!  Actually, I think I’m going to eat some potatoes first 🙂

52 Stash Clean-Up

Starting next week I will begin my New Year’s Resolution.  If I get things set up sooner, I will try to start before Sunday, but I’m not holding my breath.  My goal is this:  To make one item (at least) a week using only fabric from my stash.  Notions, of course, are fair game, but the fabric must be old.  I have many anticipated effects from this resolution.  I will hopefully save money since I won’t feel the need to buy more–it would go against the very nature of the resolution.  I will clean up my stash, and therefore simplify my life.  I will have a quaranteed blog post once a week.

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To keep me on track, I really think I’m going to need a list.  I’ve started, briefly, thanks to my trusty notebook and lucky pen (stole it from The Hippy because it’s awesome… he got another one).  There will be repeats of items–I have a lot of fabrics for skirts, for example, and I have my new bag line planned which is perfect for this resolution.  I almost think I need a calendar–one of those giant desk calendars would be perfect.  I think it’s the only way I won’t let a week pass by without my noticing.  Having a set day to specifically work on the 52 Stash Clean-Up will help too.

I’m pretty sure if I accidentally miss a week I will need to make two the next.  Which means I need to make sure I don’t miss more than one week at a time!  Since I’m not cool enough to take true vacations, I’m pretty sure this won’t be too much of a problem.  During craft show time, it just means that I make products using my stash.  Perhaps gifts will also have to come from the stash, but I’m not sure if that’s tacky.

I think I might also keep track of how long I go without buying fabric.  It could be interesting to see if I make it more than a month.  Like dieting, I’d really like the output to be far greater than the input.  So… If anyone would like something made, feel free to dig through my stash.  I’ve got a lot of weeks to fill!

Back into the swing of things

The holidays are over, I’m back from my vacation, I’m starting to get my work space cleaned up… That means it’s time to start working again.  I am already accruing a fine list of craft shows for 2008.  I’m already locked in (as much as anyone can be, I suppose) to  four shows (Feb, May, Oct, Dec), and I have a very good chance at at least two or three more (Apr, Jun, Dec).

I have been telling everyone that my 2008 resolution is to donate my hair (I’m chopping it all off in about 3 hours!) , but I think my true resolution is to stay on top of my craft.  With a potential of seven-plus craft shows and the Etsy shop, I need to be sewing just about every day.  Cleaning, too.  I can’t let myself get so disorganized. If anyone has any advice on time management and organization, please feel free to share it.