Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Cha Cha Cha Changes

So this is new and different for me.
Ryan and I did our taxes and we are getting a rather large chunk of change back. I guess we finally made so little money that the government took pity on us and gave it all back.

Now you know me. I like expensive things. I love to buy stuff.
Ryan loves to travel. And of course, why would I not love it too?
And so with our grand chunk of change you know what we are doing?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I feel no desire to buy clothes or shoes ( I have no occasion to wear them.) He can't part with the money to take a trip.
For the first time in my life, I might actually have money in my savings account.
Not just for a minute either. Like an actual savings account.

Ryan says its a mark that were maturing.
I think were just growing old.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The need to bust my butt... or lack there of.

I am not a gym person. I despise gyms.
I dont like people who run for 35 minutes on a treadmill and glisten beautifully all the while.
I dont like that everyone can see you while you work out.
I dont like that im paranoid that everyone else is watching and judging my work out.
I dont like working out.
Most of all, I hate motivating myself to go.

But I find myself inexplicably drawn to the gym.

I like the idea of having a gym.
I like the idea of working out before facing the day.
I like the idea that no body really talks to you at the gym.
I like the idea that going to the gym and working out can offset the thing I really like...
I like to eat.

This is my musing. I am not going to delve into the deep psychosocial factors that draw women to be thin, or men to be muscled.

I just want to eat more and feel less guilty.
And to be just the tiniest bit more bendy. *wink*