Moving Right Along
November is here now. That means NaFicSubMo and cold weather for me. I'm off to a decent start for NaFicSubMo with five submissions which includes a new story and a novel query. Getting into the swing of things isn't as hard as I thought it would be. Probably because I turned off all of my IM programs, the TV and my regular email account until I was done. It goes to prove that I'm much better at this sort of thing when I'm not being distracted all over the place. If I ever go to this part time or fulltime, I'm definitely going to have to have "non-IM/email" work hours so I can concentrate without distraction. However, just the idea of that is really appealing to me now.
[Why, yes, PMS is hitting me about now, too. Why do you ask? Oh? Yes. The overly emotional, sore and horny as hell cards. But, no acne. So, that's a plus.]
November came in with a cold snap. As in, below freezing, see your breath, frost on the car and ground weather. It's already snowed a little in Seattle and slushed in Redmond. I still don't have a real coat. Sometime, soon, I really need to go out and get one. Thank goodness, I have gloves. What I really want is one of those really warm fleece cape-like thingies I keep seeing the women of Seattle wearing. They are gray with a fur trim collar and look divinely comfy and warm.
I'm starting to work out on a more regular basis. If I don't watch it, that personal trainer that I see from time to time is going to have a positive influence on me. He's convinced me to give up caffeinated sodas. He wanted me to give up diet sodas altogether but I'm not willing to do that, yet. So, I'm weaning myself off of the caffeine again. I know when I start the 20/20 program, I'm going to have to give up all sodas, diet or not.
In the meantime, I can go to the physical therapist at the Pro Club for free because of my medical coverage from work. This is cool. I probably should have a physical therapist take a look at my knee because its tendency to go out and refuse to hold weight from time to time.
Thinking of the 20/20 program, I've filled out all of the paperwork I can for it for now. I have an appointment Thursday with the doctor recommended to me by aimgrrl. She apparently is pretty popular but, had a last minute cancellation and I squeaked nicely. I have to be there early to fill out all of the paperwork. Getting a new doctor is scary. My last one sucked badly. To the point that I refused to go in for yearly exams. I'm hoping this one is better than that. I would like to feel like I'm going to a competent doctor when I have problems.
Part of me is really excited at the idea of joining the 20/20 program. Part of me is dreading it because it means a lot of hard work and it means some serious vulnerabilities. I'm not sure if people realize this, but fat cells also store the hormones you were feeling back then. So, like an acid flashback, while you lose weight, you get hormonal flashbacks. It triggers all sorts of weird emotional responses. For example, you may be having an excellent day, then suddenly feel like crying. It's because some fat cell got loose and is being worked away. So, it dumps those past hormones into your system.
There's also the part of me that simply doesn't like hard work. I'm lazy. I know it. I don't feel good. So, I don't want to work. It's a cycle. Don't feel good, don't want to work. Feel worse, really don't want to work. But, the other is a cycle, too. It is just harder to get into the cycle of - work out, feel better, want to work out more, feel even better.
There are good things going on in my life. I'm meeting new people and making new friends. I've started my Buffy game (which I still have yet to name) and I'm already making plans for the holidays. It's nice to know that I won't be alone on Christmas nor New Year's. Holidays can be really depressing for me, despite the fact that I like holidays. I still don't know what I'm doing for Thanksgiving. Might have a visitor. Might not. Kind of hope so but I'll survive if I don't.
Tarot Card for the Day: Justice