The Good Life. |
Amazingly, my counter resulted in a slightly better offer on my house. She didn't give me what I asked for, of course, but nobody ever expects that, and her counter bumped me up to where I really wanted to be. Sooooo... I gave my agent a verbal "yes" over the phone and expect to be in contract by the end of the day. Reach 300 students at MTMS by 12/31/11. Nope, and not on track to reach that goal. I'm confident we can reach 250. 275 might be a more reasonable stretch goal at this point. Writing: (1) Blog at MT.com by the end of Wednesday: No, no, no... and it's been awhile. This is getting urgent. (2) 30 minutes of daily freestyle writing: Yes, and I'm on a four-day streak. Right now it's just personal journaling, which feels like on long, extended bitch fest. But the stats are interesting, and my posts managed to go from "negative" and "uncertain" the last three days to "positive" and "certain" today. So perhaps my brain dumps are helping relieve some internalized pressure. I was labeled as "introvert" all four days, which is utterly ridiculous. As usual, I'm on the border between "thinking" and "feeling" and have gone back and forth. Count points: So far so good this morning - a Special K bar (2 points), two steaming mugs of chai prepared with sugar-free vanilla creamer (1 point apiece), and a Nutri-grain bar (2 points.) I also left the Japanese steakhouse leftovers home today, and Keith promised to eat them later (he's eating his own leftovers for lunch.) Today will be a good day. Today will be a good day. Today will be a good day. I can't take back what I ate yesterday, or all week, or so far this month (pretty much, a bunch of junk.) But I can start fresh now, and today will be a good day. Mostly because I'm still full from yesterday. |