Friday. Back at work. Not a productive day.
I was gonna write about some stuff, but by the time I get to this I’m always too tired. I’m not cut out to be a blogger. I’m not cut out to be anything.
Friday. Back at work. Not a productive day.
I was gonna write about some stuff, but by the time I get to this I’m always too tired. I’m not cut out to be a blogger. I’m not cut out to be anything.
Thursday. One week into the New Year of 2015.
Weight: a crushing 14 stone 10 pounds.
Stomach circumference (relaxed): 41 inches.
I was going to write more about this, but… I’m tired.
Oh, we went down town to look at new cars today. We looked at the Subaru Forester, the Ford Escape, and the Mitsubishi Outlander. Despite the insanely cool TV commercial for the Outlander, it is the first vehicle to be crossed off the list of contenders. So far, the Forester is the best bet by a long shot.
Scraped, sanded, and painted the rusty screen door. The door turned out to be in in worse condition than I thought it was. Prepping and painting the door took a lot longer than I expected it to.
I dunno. Worked on stuff around the house. Finished painting the deck.
Painted the deck with a coat of primer. That took a lot longer than expected. Started painting the final coat. Installed a new porch light.
Went to the eye doctor for an exam. I need +1.75 eyeglasses for distance, and +3.25 for reading. At least I can get by with regular reading glasses as opposed to a special prescription.
I wanted to write a more detailed post about rebuilding the deck. I wanted to write a list of goals for the New Year of 2015. I wanted to check my status against my 1oo Days goal list. I want to start writing longer, more interesting or entertaining posts on this blog. There’s a lot of stuff I want to do. But I end up feeling tired and unmotivated.
I want to learn how to use the features of this blogging software.
I want to resume my toy photography hobby.
I want to get the house listed.
I want to write stories and publish them as eBooks.
I want to have a lot of money.
I want to resume exercising. I want to lose weight. Today I still weighed 206.2 pounds.
Apparently I do not want any of these things enough to actively pursue them.
I spent a number of hours this evening looking at toy forums online. It’s not productive. But it’s fun, and I enjoy it immensely. So is it a waste of time? I don’t know.
I want to finish up an editing project I’m helping one of my internet friends with.
Finished installing the top planks on the deck. Coated the bare wood with insect-resistant wood treatment.
Worked on the deck. It’s taking forever.
Gale force winds. Rain. Are you kidding me? This crappy weather has been going on since before Christmas.
Worked on the deck all stinkin’ day. Still not done. Probably gonna run out of deck screws and lumber.
Happy New Year? It’s 2015.
I weigh 206.2 pounds.
The “three day” deck project is taking longer than projected.
31 December 2014
Worked on the deck most of the day.
Frustrating end to the year. So little accomplished. The d#mned house isn’t listed yet. I’m still almost broke. I will be going back to the same crappy job here in a few days. I’m fat.