After the party...

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I'm too tired to think coherently, but too wired to sleep. Bad combination for a blog post.

Some thoughts that have stumbled through my cluttered brain:

- Since yesterday morning, I have put 300.8 miles on my odometer.
- Cat herding would be simple compared to trying to organize a meeting of more than a dozen people who are intelligent, cheerful, and really quite easily distracted by Bright Shiny Things.
- It's a lot more fun to go with the flow than to try to herd cats.
- I've spent so much time laughing and talking that now my throat is swollen and it hurts to talk.
- It's a lot easier to hold a party in your house when elves come along and do the dishes, hang the pictures, and weed the garden for you.

Truly, everyone should have a party and invite Imaginary Internet Friends to come by. At least, everyone who is lucky enough to have such terrific, kind I.I.F.s who are extremely positive. On a one-by-one basis this group is kind, helpful, and supportive. Put together as a group they are a) impossible to organize and more importantly b) a positive force for good.

I swear everywhere I went, I could tell where the group was by following the sound of laughter. Most stories you hear about the internet deal with creepy men who pretend to be 17 when they're closer to 71, and things of that ilk. You don't hear stories about the kindness you'll find from people you've never 'met' but whom you've come to know over a couple of years.

One thing the CB group is always good for is support when you need it. Like coming home to find a clean house.

Thank you to McB, JenB, GP, Wapak, Lou, CMS, Pam, OH, K.L., Dr. T., CC, Me, the unsinkable Miss Scope, and Cary!

How's my day going? I'm glad you asked

I stole recycled this from an old Cranky Fitness post, because this clip pretty much sums it up:

It's not my fault, she whined...

"If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain." -- Maya Angelou

That's why Maya Angelou is a famous writer and I'm an anonymous tech writer.
It's not my fault, and I am whining.
Sums it up, really.
You don't need to read any further.


Huh. Why does that always make people read further?

I have not exercised for three, count 'em, three days. I've been fighting off this irritating little virus for weeks and it keeps... coming... back. I start coughing and can't stop. Really annoying. On the plus side, it sounds horrible and people are very impressed (as they edge away from me) when I tell them that it's just a mild case of leprosy or malaria. Sounds more impressive than bronchitis.

The only way I've found that helps is not doing anything. It helps with my breathing but doesn't do much for my blood pressure -- look at all the things I have to do! This place is a mess! I need to vacuum, but first I have to clean out all the boxes and of course I need to go through the boxes before I clean them out and oh my I haven't hemmed those curtains yet and I really need to sweep the porch and mow the lawn and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh...

Sorry cough. I think screaming was a mistake wheeze, cough, gasp.

This is a very whiny post, which is why I've ...er, well, postponed it. But I did promise to either exercise or post a reason why, so I'm doing so. I just wish I had someone else to put the blame on. (Can't blame a virus; they have no personality. It's not the same.)

Sometimes it really feels satisfying to be able to blame someone else.

A reel form of exercise

People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing - that’s why we recommend it daily. —Zig Ziglar

It feels like cheating to say I worked in the yard with Scotty rather than working out with Orlando. But it was still exercise.

I was left ... I have to say it... reeling.

30 minutes mowing, 30 minutes weeding.

According to Iowa State:
• Digging and spading in the garden gives a moderate to heavy intensity workout. It involves muscles in the upper body, back,and legs. Women doing this activity burn 150 calories in a 30 minute period, men burn 197.


• Mowing with a push reel mower gives a high intensity workout involving the whole body. Women burn 181 calories in 30 minutes, men burn 236.


• Weeding the flower beds and vegetable garden gives the legs,hips, buttocks, and hamstrings a moderate workout if we stoop while we weed. Women burn 138 calories every 30 minutes, men burn 181.

Is that a futon in your kitchen or are you just glad to see me?

Getting ready for invasion of imaginary Internet friends by putting my non-functional futon in the kitchen until I decide what to do with it. That in itself is a kind of decision, though not a very good idea long-term.

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Spend 20 hot sweaty minutes with Orlando Manuel. The good news is that he does make my heart beat faster every time I'm with him. The bad news is that all he ever does is lay around the house. Hmph.

Summary du Week: Vampire Dogs & Good Genes

The week was a mixture of good, bad, and surprising. I didn't get most of the exercising in that I had planned for, but on the other hand I did get some and I also got a surprising compliment.

Plus, the awful project has wrapped up, so with any luck at all I will be able to get important things done.

Methinks I tend to overestimate how much I can get done in a day. I overestimate my energy reserve and I don't budget enough for the unexpected. I refuse to get discouraged by any discrepancies between my To Do and my To Done lists. This is a learning process. I'm only going to get graded on the final exam. None of the preliminary midterms count, except for how much I learn from them to improve my performance.

One important lesson I need to keep reminding myself of is that you need to Expect the Unexpected. Douglas Adams complained that this phrase was a)glib and b) a contradiction in terms. But it isn't, really. You need to take into account the fact that things aren't always going to go as planned, and factor in some time in your schedule for the unexpected.

No matter how well prepared you are, you always have to budget for something to come out of nowhere ... like a flying vampire dog going for your ear.



more funny fail pictures at FAIL Blog

[Note: the non-photoshopped -- but less dramatic -- version of this photo can be found here.]

Thursday:
Pro: ate my vegetables
Con: two cans of V-8 are vegetables?
Summary: no exercise, but the end of the overtime is in sight

Friday:
Pro: finished the project-from-hell
Con: too tired to do anything useful
Summary: not a positive day, except for one thing*

Saturday:
Pro: got 2 out of the 3 on the To Do list done; skipped the 3rd to tread for 20 minutes
Con: just once I'd like to get everything on the To Do list done. Maybe should shorten list.
Summary: more good than bad

Sunday:
Pro: gardening is good exercise, especially if you bend from the waist to do the weeding. Also squeezed in 20 minutes on the treadmill.
Con: very tiring
Summary: More good than bad. Good way to end the week.

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*The incident on Friday? I had to go to a party, so I picked up a bottle of champagne.
The cashier looked at the bottle, looked at me, and said It.
Woman: "I'd like to see some ID please."
Me: "You're kidding."
Woman: "No." (She was perfectly serious.)
Me: "Oh, I get it. You have to card everyone, right?"
Woman: "No." (She was starting to look a little suspicious.)
Me: "You really want to see my ID?"
Woman: "Yes!"
Me: "I love you!"

I think at this point she was ready to back away and call for the manager, but I couldn't help it. When you've just passed the birthday that marks you as being half-way to 90, it's incredible that someone would think that you could pass for 21. I think it's heredity -- until a few years ago, my mother was often thought to be about 20 years younger than she actually was.

Thank you, Mom.