This post is really just going to be a congratulatory note to myself, so if you don’t want to read about someone else’s accomplishments because you’re miserably failing at your own goals, then close this window now. If you do, then here are some of the things I’ve done in the past month:
1. Weight loss – I lost all the weight I’ve put on in the past year and then some, without trying. I can thank my recalcitrant body for that since it’s been rejecting food the way a pretty girl rejects losers at a night club. I’ve developed an aversion to a lot of meat and only occasionally eat fish and chicken now. Even then my stomach still rumbles like a dryer. And when I discovered I was lactose-intolerant, I naturally cut out all lactose in my diet (dairy, bread, snacks, candy, etc – did you know that lactose is in a LOT of things?) because all of that stuff just scares the shit out of me, literally. I also had to switch from coffee to tea because drinking coffee just hurts now. I still go to the French press about once a week even though it, like everything else mentioned on this list, gives me the runs.
OK, so maybe eliminating all food groups except for fruits and vegetables does technically fall under the “trying” category but it’s not like I deprived myself or forced myself to give anything up. I just woke up one day and hated everything. If I want a chip, I’ll eat a chip, but my stomach is so sensitive now that I’m just going to stick to my beans, soy beverages, and salads.
2. Reading – I read about 6-8 books in all of 2012 and I already surpassed that number in the second week of 2013. I forgot how much I liked books and learning (we won’t get into why I went on a hiatus in the first place). And, I started reading non-fiction and essays, some by women, which I can assuredly say has changed my life for the better, and also, has magnanimously spurned the success of #3 on this list.
3. Writing – You know why I was a bad writer? Because I wasn’t writing the right stuff, pun unintended. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I’m not going to be the next Marcel Proust or the next Philip Roth; I’d have to be gay or Jewish, respectively.
Home Decor – I’ve finally waded to the other side of my dilettantish, shelter-blog phase. I think when Craig and I moved to our own place together in Toronto, I was a little prematurely excited about playing grown-up. Too much mold and mushroom growth in the UK had me running towards trellis fabrics, coffee table books, and anything chevron. Some time around the time I picked up a book again, I realized I didn’t like home decor (coincidence?) So tonight, I cleaned up my Google Reader and unsubscribed to all the home decor blogs I was following but haven’t read in ages. Bye bye to all those people who think that it’s cool to spend $150 on a single pillow cover and $5000 on uncomfortable furniture.
This is all very braggadocio of me so it wouldn’t really be me if I didn’t include something negative. Some vices I’ve reacquainted myself with:
1. Smoking – Not only did I increase the frequency of my daily intake, but I switched from lights to regulars. Seriously, I get my best ideas when I’m having a smoke. Obviously this is problematic, not because I’m afraid of getting cancer, losing 10 years off my life, or getting really yellow teeth, but because Craig hates it and gives me these really intense stare-downs every time I come back in from the balcony, as if I’ve just been slaughtering cute, furry, woodland creatures or smoking crack.
2. Insomnia – It’s not really insomnia, per se, since I do eventually fall asleep. It just happens around the time that Craig’s getting up. I suppose it doesn’t really matter since I get up at noon and write for about 10 hours a day, which is a decent amount of work regardless of my off-kilter circadian rhythm. I feel bad that I can’t work alongside Craig’s schedule but I also know that I can’t force the creative process. It’s like urination: when you gotta go, you gotta go.