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Back in May, at my annual physical, I had my doctor prescribe me the Nicotrol inhaler thingee. I finally actually had the cash to cover the copay a few weeks ago. Since then, it's been floating around in my bag, and I've spent good chunks of every day being wishy-washy about "Now?" "No, not quite yet" kind of stuff. And I'm being a complete coward about it. I don't want to be a smoker, but I don't actually want to give up smoking, either. So, I've arbitrarily decided that the date for quitting is Sep 30th (next Tuesday).
Between now and then, my goal is to get some interesting yarn, and dig out my knitting needles and basic knitting instructions (I've never gotten past "knit, perl, knit, perl"), and start on a big-ass scarf or something. Large, rectangular, and plain I can probably do, and it's something I can do in more circumstances than I can do cross-stitch, which requires better light, more focus, detail, and complicated supplies.
I'm also going to make sure I have a large supply of gobstoppers. I like 'em, and they don't lacerate my mouth the way butterscotch disks and such can.
And, to make better use of my breaktimes at work (I hate having an hour of time each day to do nothing -- it feels like I'm wasting something I've earned), I'm going to the orientation for the building gym tomorrow. It's free for all employees, and once you've attended the 15-minute orientation, you can use the facilities whenever you want. It'll be a good way to use up my lunch and breaktimes, if I compact them together. And I've been wanting to start working out again for ages. Probably strength-training initially, since that's what I really like doing, but once my lungs are clearer I'll add some level of cardiovascular something, since I really should; that's where my body's weakest.
So, yeah, that's the plan. Feel free to poke at me about it.
And can anyone tell me why I've been craving hummus continuously for the past two weeks? This is just getting silly. I'm going to attempt to make some this weekend; I've finally got all the ingredients. We'll see how it turns out. It's worth it, though, because buying store-bought premade is just getting too damn pricey.
I'm really not looking forward to patient-instructing tonight. It's kind of cool and damp here, my hips and knees are hurting like a bitch, and I forgot to grab more ibuprofen before I left the house. Lithotomy position for an hour and a half is going to suck donkey balls.
Between now and then, my goal is to get some interesting yarn, and dig out my knitting needles and basic knitting instructions (I've never gotten past "knit, perl, knit, perl"), and start on a big-ass scarf or something. Large, rectangular, and plain I can probably do, and it's something I can do in more circumstances than I can do cross-stitch, which requires better light, more focus, detail, and complicated supplies.
I'm also going to make sure I have a large supply of gobstoppers. I like 'em, and they don't lacerate my mouth the way butterscotch disks and such can.
And, to make better use of my breaktimes at work (I hate having an hour of time each day to do nothing -- it feels like I'm wasting something I've earned), I'm going to the orientation for the building gym tomorrow. It's free for all employees, and once you've attended the 15-minute orientation, you can use the facilities whenever you want. It'll be a good way to use up my lunch and breaktimes, if I compact them together. And I've been wanting to start working out again for ages. Probably strength-training initially, since that's what I really like doing, but once my lungs are clearer I'll add some level of cardiovascular something, since I really should; that's where my body's weakest.
So, yeah, that's the plan. Feel free to poke at me about it.
And can anyone tell me why I've been craving hummus continuously for the past two weeks? This is just getting silly. I'm going to attempt to make some this weekend; I've finally got all the ingredients. We'll see how it turns out. It's worth it, though, because buying store-bought premade is just getting too damn pricey.
I'm really not looking forward to patient-instructing tonight. It's kind of cool and damp here, my hips and knees are hurting like a bitch, and I forgot to grab more ibuprofen before I left the house. Lithotomy position for an hour and a half is going to suck donkey balls.
