In my role at Emily Alt Photography, I am working with their amazing accountant Nancy who is teaching me how to use Quickbooks. When I say “amazing accountant,” I mean so, oh-my-gosh-darn, super dee duper, fantastic, fun, crazy smart amazing. She is also so encouraging and supportive of me in this new role. I can’t imagine what it would be like if she was just exasperated with everything I don’t know. (I should probably add patient to her amazing list). She makes me feels confident and competent. What a great teacher! What a great phone call we had today!
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Day 346: Bike Success
You GUYS! I finally rode my bike to work! It was great and hard and lovely. It definitely took me a minute to catch my breath, but I felt really good about the physical activity. Plus the weather was perfect, so it’s not like I was a sweaty mess at work all day.
Day 345: Sugar Strike
This may be clear, considering how much I blog about sweets, but I have a sugar issue. Like, for real. I eat a cookie or cookies every day. It is bad. I get cravings and I give in to them very quickly. So when I said to the hubs, “I’m thinking about giving up sugar,” you can understand why he guffawed.
But it’s true. At least I am going to try. Not like all sugar in everything-that sounds impossible, but I can give up sweets like cookies and brownies and adding sugar to my decaf coffee. Today I had a La Croix and an iced herbal tea (neither of which required sugar) and chose a zucchini bread for my midday snack (instead of a cookie, and of course the coffee shop had my favorite cookies today-thumbprint which are these shortbread cookies with a fruit center-so much yum).
Tonight I did start to feel the usual where’s-the-chocolate pangs but I mentally powered through by looking at homes for sale online. I’m hoping to last one month to really help me feel like I’ve kicked the habit. That satisfied feeling of accomplishment is pretty fun!
Day 344: Routine
Labor Day threw me off. I forgot to do my shot because it seemed like Sunday all day. When I woke up today and remembered (that I forgot), I decided to do the shot on my own.
I knew the hubs was doing a presentation that he had been working on for a while so I did not want to disturb him at work. Normally he is with me (or sometimes on the phone)-he has a role in the routine of doing the injection. Routine is an important word here because, in the past, I have thought of it as anything but. Something told me today was different though, that I was ready for it to seem normal, regular.
I took the shot out of the fridge and while it set, I took my temperature (normal), washed my hands and got out the other stuff I need (cotton ball and alcohol swab). I always check the expiration date and the fill line on the syringe. Then take off the cap and push out the air bubbles. Alcohol swab my thigh, pinch some fat and insert the needle at a 45 degree angle. I release the skin, pull back the plunger to check for blood (blood = vein and do NOT inject) then begin pushing medicine in. Normally the hubs helps with pesky air bubbles that need tapping. He announces, “no blood!” And he disposes of everything for me at the end. Today I was able to manage the bubbles, trust myself to verify no blood and dispose of all materials on my own. It felt very routine, yet I also felt confident and empowered for the rest of the day!
Day 343: End of Summer
I still mentally operate on an academic calendar. I can’t help it. I’ve had way more years in school than out so the summer still holds that magical spell over me. I still associate it with freedom from responsibility and, increasingly, also travel. The hubs and I have probably spent more weekends out of town than in over the last three months and I love that. I may even go out on a limb and say this has been one of the best summers yet (whoa!)
Yet Labor Day marks the end of all that. Even though Fall doesn’t officially begin until the end of the month, for me, summer is over. It’s the new fiscal year. Theater seasons are beginning. We spent this last weekend at the Cottage until who knows when-probably next Memorial Day. And that’s ok. I actually love Fall and the ramp up to the Holidays (remember all those decorating and baking posts last year??). It’s also not that I’m not ready for that transition. I am. I’m just thinking about it a lot and realizing how close I am to the end of the Year of Fun. (The fact that I began this blog almost right in sync with the academic year is telling). I’m wondering what next year will bring, what this blog will become and what it means to “finish” the year. Don’t worry, I’m cooking up some fun things!
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