Spring Breaks = I Don’t Care

Today is really the first official day of Spring Break and what am I doing? That’s right sitting in my pajamas watching Maury! I should be doing a lot of other stuff. I really should be studying for my tests and doing my take home test. But I don’t really feel like it!

On Saturday, I was an idiot and decided to drink. I only had a few beers when I was at the pool hall but I had quite a lot of wine when I was at Dan’s parents’ house and at Dan’s house. I am not sure what really possessed me to drink, but it wasn’t a good idea. I wanted a cigarette the whole night. I ended up smoking half a cigarette at like 2:30 am, and then I smoked the other half when I wake up the next morning. So I did stick to my 4 cigarettes a day for Sunday.

I was also an idiot on Saturday afternoon, when I decided it would be a great idea to look at the dogs from Lost Dog and Cat Rescue. Dan and I fell in love with the same dog right away. Her name was Baby but she has already been adopted. It seriously was awesome but sad. I begged Dan to get me Baby that day but of course he didn’t because we still have our deal. But it was very surprising that we both picked the same dog right away. It makes me so happy that we might actually agree on the same dog when it becomes time to actually pick one out.

I don’t have much to say today because I am still tired even though I have already taken a nap today…maybe one more nap won’t hurt…

My Week of 4 a Day

Today is Friday, so I move from 5 to 4 cigarettes a day. While I fell off the wagon on Wednesday, I feel like I am doing really well. I know everyone thinks I should quit cold turkey, I feel like this is working for me. Truly the only person who supports my cutting back is Kitty, my sister. It seemed to work for her. This also isn’t my first time quitting. I have quit many times before. But what always happens is I would have a stressful day and I would start smoking again. One time I quit for 6 months then I just had one cigarette and I was back to a pack a day. I feel good about my progress this time!

My new schedule for cigarettes is when I wake up (usually around 8:30ish), 12:30, 4:30 and 9:30. I hardest part is cutting out the second one in the morning. For some reason I always smoke a lot in the mornings. I think because I am often stressed in the morning. I think what this means I am going to have to do is start making a new schedule for the mornings. Instead of waiting until 11 am to get dressed, I should get dressed earlier. I just need to keep myself busy in the mornings that way I can’t think about having another cigarette.

Today is my first day of Spring Break. I can’t decide if this is going to make things harder or easier. Part of me is glad that I won’t have anything structured to do, but at the same time structure really helps me stay focused. Truthfully I have so much that I need to be doing over this break. I have two tests on the Thursday that I get back, so I really need to be studying. I have decided that when I get back from Spring Break I will be on campus from 8ish to about 4 or 5. That way I have structured time to study my butt off before the test. But I can’t leave all the studying until then, so I really do my study guides and my flashcards during Spring Break. Plus I have a take home test that I really want to finish by Wednesday. So much for a “break.”

I am getting really excited about the puppy (even if it still 5 months away). Even Dan’s roommate is getting excited. However, we have a lot to do before we can get a puppy! I mean we pretty much have to clean Dan’s entire house to make it puppy safe, especially the backyard! We have decided that we are going to rescue a puppy. I need to talk to my friend Michelle and figure out what the best place to adopt one from. I have been obsessively looking at the SPCA of Northern Virginia’s website, but it is turning out to be a bad idea. I have pretty much picked my dog out, but I still have to quit smoking first. This dog might be adopted by then. Then I start looking at the cats that need adopting and one looks just like Boo. But we can’t have a cat because of Maggie and Dan is allergic. So right now I need to stay focused on the goal of only 4 cigarettes today.

Plus this weekend I am cleaning out my storage locker. So it’s a bit overwhelming to think about. Luckily I have convinced Dan to take my couch because his is horrible. And Boo’s stuff is mostly already in my parents’ basement, so no emotional stuff there. But it is going to be a lot of heavy lifting and I suck at that! It is pretty much going to be Dan doing everything and I am just going to stand there, helplessly. But I will feel better once it is cleaned out. Then my money will no longer be sucked into that place.

It’s finally a Nice Day!

It may be a nice day outside, but in my head it is very cloudy and dark! I have had a really rough morning! Truly it started last night…

Last night, I slept over Dan’s house and before we went to bed he was pretty mad at me. In that situation if I was in his place I would be mad too. He refused to say he was mad. All he would say is that he was frustrated, but I am pretty sure that he went to bed mad at me.

Then this morning, when Dan was getting out of bed, I asked him to put the alarm clock on for 7:30. At that time he informed me that that was less than 30 minutes away. Epic Fail! The alarm did go off at the right time and I slowly made my way out of bed. Everything was fine until I decided to get ready. I went searching for clean towels but all of them were dirty and smelled like mold. So I had to use two small towels and I was pissed.

This towel situation has gone on since I started spending that night at Dan’s house. I despise his towels and it’s not like a “girl thing.” It is an “OMG-I-Can’t-Believe-You-Think-These-Towels-Are-Good-Enough!” thing. They aren’t new either (hence the smell of mold). None of them cover my entire body and they definitively don’t dye me in a timely manner. Plus my hair stays wet forever at his house. At my parents’ house it is dye in like 10 minute, but at Dan’s it can stay wet all day if I don’t leave his house. Anyways, back to this morning. After search for clean towels, I found two very small ones and I started to cry. I was literally crying because I hate his towels.

After I stopped cry I started to get ready. It did pretty well until I had to get dressed and I realized that I only had one pair of shoes with me. They are the boots I wore yesterday for my presentation. Now, I love my boots. I think that are so cute, but I didn’t want to wear them today. I wanted to wear my pink sneakers, so what did I do? I proceeded to cry again! Then I continued to cry while I trying to find a place to put my dirty clothes (because of course you don’t want to mix clean and dirty together).

Finally I was like “Pull yourself together! It is just towels, shoes and clothes! You will live!” I did stop cry and tried to relax realizing it is going to be a long day at school. I put my make-up on in Dan’s dirty bathroom (which is a mess mostly from me). I went downstairs to get breakfast and a drink. I got downstairs and realized that this isn’t my house, so this is not my food. I ended up eating a low-fat yogurt that made me light headed (which I am sure is psychosomatic).

I did make it to campus on time and found an awesome parking spot! Plus when I walked into the building I smelled one of my favorite body sprays (which I can’t remember the name of at this moment). I decided that instead of holding in this horrible morning and possibly exploding at Dan tonight because of all this stuff I blame him for, I will blog about it and get it out on paper.

Of course, I have to find out the motives for these break downs about simple things. I know that I am stressed. I am very nervous about having two test in the same class on Thursday the 15th and I don’t feel like I can enjoy Spring Break (which is next week) because I will have to be studying my ass off to get a good grade on both of those test. Plus I was very bad yesterday. I had 7 cigarettes, so I decided that I would make it up today by only smoking 3 today. But the stressing and pressure is getting to me. I know that I can do it, but I have become anxious that I can’t. Being at school makes it 10 times worse. So instead of beating myself up about what I did yesterday, I will just smoke my 5 today. I fell off the wagon yesterday so today I am just going to get back on where I fell off. I don’t think today is a good day to push myself to the limit.

On a happier note, I feel much more relaxed about getting a dog! I know that Dan and I can do it! I am even considering starting to volunteer at an animal shelter since I am jobless. It will give me something to do since I am only taking one class now. And since it is volunteer job I can work as little or as many hours as I need to. So if I have a test I can only work a few hours, but if I have nothing else to do, I can work all day. Right now it is just a thought! We’ll see what ends up happening.

I was bad today! But I still want a puppy!

I Hate Dreams and FaceBook!

Today is not a good day! I have already had 2 cigarettes and I want another one, so instead of smoking I am going to write a blog!

Last night I had a crazy, vivid dream about my 6th grade crush. When I am really stressed out I have dreams about him for some reason and I hate it! It disturbs me! And the next day I am really anxious. I don’t know this kid anymore. In fact if I saw him on the street I wouldn’t know who he was. Okay maybe that’s not true because of FaceBook, but I would definitively not say anything to him. And I am sure he wouldn’t say anything to me.

Now, after I have a crazy dream I like to figure out why. So I’ve been thinking all morning about why I would have a crazy dream about this kid. Like I said usually when I am stressed I have dreams about him. And guess what? I am stressed! But at the same time it has to be something else. I was thinking and thinking, then it came to me…

Yesterday, on FaceBook I saw a status: “‎80 days until we see all our favorite people at the OBX.” What is the person talking about? Oh yeah, her wedding! Guess who isn’t invited? Oh yeah that’s me! Now of course there have been a million weddings on FaceBook that I haven’t been invited too, most of the time I am not offended. My two best friends from high school: both married, not invited to either of their weddings, don’t care. Friends from college: married, not invited to their weddings, don’t care! But this person I have known since elementary school and we were in Girl Scouts together since 3rd grade. We went to high school and college together. We took classes in college together. She would take me to her church during finals so we could study together. And I’m not invited to her wedding!

Now, if she had dated like 10 million different people and I didn’t know her future husband that would be one thing. But they have been dating since high school! I know him! I partied with him in college. I sat on my front porch with her, smoking cigarettes convincing her to stay with him after a disastrous Valentine’s Day. Truthfully, we are not as close as we use to be. I mean she moved to California and we don’t even talk anymore. However, in college, she told me that I was invited to her wedding. And there is no question that she is invited to mine. All the Girl Scouts are invited to my wedding, no question! Now if all the Girl Scouts don’t invite me to their wedding, I will live. There are about 3 people that if I didn’t get invited, I would survive. But this girl isn’t one of them!

Now, am I for sure not invited to her wedding? No! I mean 80 days before the wedding you probably haven’t sent out invitation, but I for sure didn’t get a save the date! And I know that they sent out save the dates because my Girl Scout Leader got one! Are all the Girl Scouts invited to this wedding, but not me? Once again probably not! So should I really be this offended? Probably not! Honestly it’s not like she is my best friend and I didn’t get invited because we had a falling out. But it just shows me that she doesn’t think we are as close as I think we are. It cements the fact that she is really only my friend when it is convenient for her. And let’s face it that makes me pissed!

Part of me is like “I should just tell her!” And the other part is like “Liz, get over it! It’s just a wedding!” So now I am falling somewhere in the middle, writing this blog. And you can bet I am going to post a link to it on FaceBook and pray she reads it! Then another part hopes she doesn’t because it’s kind of mean right? Honestly, I don’t know what to do. I mean it is just a wedding! Just because she doesn’t invite me to hers doesn’t mean I won’t invite her to mine!

Who I am inviting to my wedding (and you can quote me on this):
1)My immediate family
2)My extended family
3)The close family friends that I have grown up with.
4)Erica, Jodi and Ashley
5)The Girl Scouts
6)Then all the rest!

This is also the order in which I am going to tell people I am engaged! I will phone, email, and do whatever it takes to tell them before they find out on FaceBook!

Impulse Control

Lately my impulse control has been amazing. Usually when I quit smoking I feel like I need a cigarette and I just have one. However, this is usually when I decide to quit cold turkey. I guess I don’t have the impulse control to do that but cutting back is really helpful. I always know that I have (like right now) 3 more left in the day so no matter what is happening I can still have more. I am still spacing out my cigarettes though so when the urge comes I do not usually have a cigarette. It’s like my addiction is no longer in control, I am.

Impulse control is in check with other things too. When I make a positive change in my life I usually reward myself by buying clothes, books, etc. However right now I have $34 to my name so if I overdraw on my account then the positive things aren’t really helping. But I have been very good and not brought a single thing. Not even with the money that I have been saving by not buying cigarettes! That money is just sitting in my bank account waiting to be used for bills (And I will still have to buy 4 more packs to complete my goal so I might have to use it later).

Today I really wanted to skip class. I just couldn’t image anything worse than driving to campus waiting around for my class to start, then going to class. But I made it here. It took long than usual to get here. I got up at 8:30 but I did pretty much nothing until 9:30. I was just fighting with myself whether to come on not. Of course in the end I decided to come, but halfway here I wanted to turn around. I thought “I can go home and take a nap. I can figure out whatever I missed in the book.” But of course I know that is not true. My A&P class is really hard and I need to be there to learn what the professor wants us to know.

While all this has been positive, there are some negative things happening. On my way here I thought everyone on the road was a bad driver. Of course, I was probably the bad driver, but I blamed everyone else. And I kept sneezing uncontrollably. It was horrible and I was getting so mad at myself. There was one time I thought “If I sneeze one more time, I am going home!” I didn’t of course, since I am here on campus. But I was so annoyed. Obviously I can’t control my sneezing or other drivers on the road so I need to change my attitude about them. But I just felt like I couldn’t! I was just so annoyed.

Overall, everything is going okay. I am sticking to buy daily allowance of cigarettes and I am not whinnying too much! Also I have started to look into getting a dog, so my goal is still working.

What I was Thinking about at 3:30 on Monday!

The past few days have been rough. I am easily frustrated and I’m dying for a cigarette. Nothing too interesting has happened. My car was back in the shop today, but they said that everything looked fine. I have been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. I am taking a sleeping pill, but I think that is what is causing the vivid dreams. Sometimes my dreams are so vivid that in my next dream, I tell people that I had this crazy dream and it is my previous dream. It’s really weird.

I cleaned out my storage locker over the weekend. Cleaning out means I moved some boxes to my parents’ basement and all the furniture and trash is still in there. I know Dan wants my kitchen table and I am trying to convince him that he also wants my lovely green couch. But the rest of the stuff needs to go. I do want to replace my bookshelf in my room to the bookshelf that is in my storage locker, but I don’t know if I will actually do that. And I love my desk, but I know I can get another one. So pretty much I want to keep every piece of furniture that is in my storage locker, but obviously I can’t.

Finding all of Boo’s stuff wasn’t as emotional as I thought it would be. It was just kind of sad and it reminded me how much I want another pet. That is the end goal of all this quitting smoking. I am sad that it is not going to be Boo again, but hey every pet makes people happier. I do need give Boo’s new owner all the paperwork I have on him. I did find so treats too, but I just put them in the trash pile because I am sure they are stale. I must also keep in mind that Boo probably does not even remember me. He has forgotten all about me and is happy in this new home.

I am looking forward to having a puppy that will be Dan’s and mine. We kind of know what we want but in the end I am sure that we will be opened minded when we go actually looking for one. And it is a long way off. I mean it’s not even March yet so we have all of spring and most of summer to go through before we actually get a puppy. Plus in the meantime I need to quit smoking and finish this semester and the summer semester. I am grateful that it is a long way off because then it will teach me patience (or at least I hope).

I really have nothing else to really say…yeah okay I am done.