Ever since... well, for a long time, I've wanted to move. Get up, go away, explore someplace new, adapt and grow as a person, and take my nearest and dearest with me. I don't know where I'd go or what I'd do - for I sure don't have a job anywhere else - but I just want to GO. I think someone had the opportunity to grow and really evolve when they're put into a new place with new people. Granted, it also might be the fact that I've lived on the same street for nearly 16-17 years... I moved out of my mother's house and into an apartment with my husband FOUR HOUSES DOWN... great apartment, but I'm ready for a change of scenery.
Problem is - hubbs doesn't want to move. At least not any time soon. And I'm torn between moving to OK with my father and my step family (awesome, awesome bunch), or if I should move to Charleston. For a while, my sister Karyn, my friend Brittany, and I (seriously, we're all epic together) have wanted to live in Charleston together. But Britt's down South somewhere on the Gulf right now, Karyn's in RVA about to move up to PA, and I just learned that Britt MIGHT be getting an internship up in RVA, but we don't know when that'll happen, so it's not looking like Charleston is due to occur any time soon. Oh, and there's that thing called a husband I have to convince.
But then I think... Okay, my hours have been cut in half. I have more time to write (WHICH, by the way, I'm steadily doing and it is finally going somewhere. Still don't really know what the plot is about, but it's beginning to get to the point that I've been seriously contemplating picking up some index cards, writing who the characters are and how they're associated with one another, and plastering them all over my office/living room walls so when I get further into the book, I remember everyone and have at least some semblance of an idea that I can keep plugging at. This is good. I've written more pages than I've gotten right now, but I've not reached this point in my writing ever before. Yay, new lands, unexplored territories, and I can't wait to see where these characters take me!), and I have more time to do Mary Kay. But I also want to leave; however, my social life is finally getting to the point where I want it to be, I've been very good at spending -- I've just now spent the $4 that was in my wallet, which was there for about two weeks, and usually money only survives a day or two when I have it within my grasp -- and life is beginning to take shape. So maybe I SHOULDN'T go anywhere. Because, after all, I really don't want to lose the friends I have (although, being a military brat when younger, I realize and believe that good friends will remain your friends regardless of where you go, and you'll always meet new friends and have a good life where ever go you), and I don't want to move away from my Mary Kay family, and I want to see where I can go with this awesome flexibility of half days at the doctor's office, other portion of the time, Mary Kay, another good chunk writing, and THEN, have plenty of time to be home, taking care of my adorably wonderful kitties, and... God forbid... children. So.
Tim emailed me a nice long email of where he wants to go and what he wants to do and he wants to stay here for at least another 5-6 years. I admit I was hesitant and annoyed at this, because by then I'll be 30, and he'll be really into his career, and would he really be willing to move then? Because I really don't want to blink and be 50 and still here... in Suffolk... although Suffolk's okay... I like Suffolk... just don't want to retire here. 0_0 But the more I think about it, the more it's probably a very good idea that we stay where we are as I write my novel -- YEE, I'M WRITING A BOOK, Y'ALL!!!! -- and really expand this Mary Kay thing.
So I think we're staying put.
But I do really want to get off this street. I like this street. But I want somewhere new.
So do we buy a house? We're kind of broke. I want to keep renting so we aren't stuck here, even though I know now isn't necessarily a good time to leave. But buying would also better credit scores and we'd develop whatever it is you learn and develop when you own a house, and it'd be a good way for me to feel like I'm starting something and somewhere new even though I'm in still in Hampton Roads. I used to hate the idea of the peninsula, but believe it or not, I'm actually contemplating it. That or Virginia Beach... Ugh. Maybe not VAB. I like VAB and all the wonderful people in that area, but maybe not VAB... The peninsula would be cool, but that's also far away from all my other nearest and dearest, but it's also closer to Tim's work which means he'd use less gas, and the fact that I'm working less often won't really be an issue because his Charger won't be guzzling too much money.
Hm...
And my calf hurts. Like a mother-effer. Two Saturdays ago, I ran 4miles after not having ran for... oh, 3-4 months. My calves were tight but I stretched them and then I was good to go. Then last Saturday, they were lose and I wanted to continue running, because I really enjoyed it last time, so I ran me a 5k through the neighborhood, using for the first time my nifty iPod Tim bought me for Christmas, and then my calf was REALLY tight. I'm talking just my left one. My right one was sore, but my left one... good Lord. I haven't been able to walk without it hurting (I don't limp, but every step stretches it), and I have exercised Monday-Thursday, but today was REALLY painful when I tried to do the regular jumping exercises I do. I did the P90X Cardio DVD and when I started doing the "jump rope" and "jump shot" my calf lit up like fire and yet at the same time, knotted so hard that when I went into "downward dog," I literally gasped and had to stop, wherein I slowly stretched.
So I stopped the exercise, did some cool down, and am planning to do some stretches today and tomorrow. Because this thing needs to heal. I hate not being able to get a good cardio workout in and even more than that -- and this is so ridiculous -- I'M GOING TO PBR TOMORROW! Wahoooo!!!! I'm so stoked, first time in over a month, but when I get on that bull, I use my legs, so I need to rest them so I can do well on the bull again! And dance. But oy, I'll be so mad if my legs hurt too much for me to ride the bull. Sigh. Oh, first world problems. :P Hehe
So I'm off work today, have already written part of my book, and am now being a housewife. Laundry's going and Tim wants me to put in a roast, but he hasn't responded to my texts and I sure as hell don't know how to do a roast. So I'm thinking we'll do that Saturday and I'll just make him chicken tonight. Chicken is more desirable to me anyway. I like beef and steak, and believe me, I used to easily - EASILY - kill a 16oz and look at everyone else's wanting to know if they were done yet, but now I have a steak once every 2-3 months and I usually don't want another for another couple months. I LOVE them, particularly when they're bloody and red and delicious, but chicken, turkey, and fish are now more my flavor.
I watched Jenna Marbles (Oy... kills brains cells, but oh so wonderful) and she said she was a vegan for 6 days out of the week and had one cheat day. I keep hearing really, really good things about people who go vegetarian and vegan for most of the week and I admit I've entertained the thought but OH, to not eat eggs? CHEESE? Creamy stuff, because it has animal byproducts? Number one -- we're omnivores. We were designed to eat both plants and meat, so I strongly believe that meat is ESSENTIAL to a good diet, and I love meat too much to give it up, even if I do give myself a cheat day every week. Maybe I'll try doing 2-3 vegetarian days a week. That might work. If people really do feel as awesome as they say they do, I want in, I do, but I'm not going to ignore my biology just because today's world has supposedly transcended basic biology.
Anyhow, I'm on a rant now. I've got a Mary Kay event tonight -- woo! -- and a 2.5hr Sex and the City marathon waiting for me to watch it on my DVR.
Here's to exploring new places and growing yourself within the same township! But I do want to at least move. So... I think it's time to at least start planning where we can restart in the greater Hampton Roads so I can feel that I'm at least progressing somewhat in my life.
Peace, love, and hair grease --
Jess
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Greetings Earthlings
I come in peace! Or so I think.
Herein lies a record of my days henceforth to which I will attempt to prolong as long as consciously possible. Please be forewarned that this may include too many drawn-out monologues on things or ideas which may or may not be relevant to the initial postings and I may lose the point I initially made out to set -- but I guess that's just blogging in general. But nonetheless, I embark on this journey of recording my superfluous thoughts in hopes of either discarding them from my brain so I can focus on more pertinent things at hand as well as to hold myself accountable to the list of desired duties I have assigned myself.
So here goes nothing. Welcome to the wonderful world of Jessica D! I pray you don't fall asleep on me.
So post one. I'm a writer. I've wanted to write a novel ever since I've been able to hold a pen, and dare I even say it, I think I've finally started one! For the last two weeks, I've been writing approximately a page or two a day. I've got about 25 pages right now, so it's averaging to about 2pgs/day, but my goal is just one a day, that way I can bang it out and then not feel guilty as I crawl on the couch with a glass of wine or a beer with my cat Dakota and watch the mind-numbing but oh-so-addicting television shows like True Blood and Vampire Diaries (yes, I am one of those). I guess that's cheating? Eh, eh, but maybe not -- I often write more than I intend to, which is freaking AWESOME. Have no idea where it's going yet though... ahh, the writer's paradox!
I'm also a Mary Kay consultant. Quite literally the best skin care I've ever tried, #1 best-seller for the last 14 years consecutively in the US, in the top 10 in the world, and the only cosmetic company in the top 20 (all of these, btw, are outside studies) brands to give the most customers what they look for in a product... So yes, I'm one of those as well. But if you took the time to learn what they are (extremely positive, outgoing, goal-getting, supportive women who believe anyone can do anything they set their minds to, and who just want to help women achieve their goals and dreams), you wouldn't have that slight hesitation and accommodating thought of, "Oh boy, here she goes." Don't worry, this blog isn't about me trying to sell anyone anything. But I am trying to buckle down and believe in myself the way I used to before I entered this thing called "the Real World," and fell victim to have too much month at the end of my money and losing half my hours due to the economy (yay, Obama! Okay, I won't go there; no one person can ever be blamed for anything going on in the country. Besides, I'm not even that political. We won't dwell...). My goal is Directorship and I have the drive and the work ethic, but not yet the belief in myself, and so I'm working on that. I may post about it, so just an fyi, so you know what the hell I'm talking about.
I curse. I love the F word. It's my favorite. So is twat. That one makes me giggle. Particularly:
"Twat did you say? I cunt believe you said that." Ha-ha-HA!! But I will try not to speak too many harsh curse words so people (ahem... my grandparents) don't get offended in case they read and/or stumble upon my blog. Actually, it's just for my grandparents. I don't give a FUCK if I offend anyone, and honestly, I think that is one of this country's major problems. We care too much if we hurt somebody's feelings. Grow up, grow some balls, and actually act like an adult and realize the world doesn't revolve around you and what you do and don't like or care about. Jeeeez, shut up.
But I love America. We've got some issues and some of them seriously scare but still - Go Uncle Sam!
Anyhow. I'm also an exerciser. Avid. Never ever thought I'd say that. Ever. I exercise 5-6 days a week, anywhere between 45-60 minutes. Sometimes if I get hammered (not often), I will only exercise 5 days a week, but if that's the case and I know I'm going out, I make the 5 days seriously hardcore, sweat-my-ass-off exercises. It's a combination of P90X, Insanity, and jogging. Yay to all of them. I love it. I wake up at about 430am, exercise at 5am, and am ready for work, make-up'ed and fed by 720am, which works wonders because if I need to be at work at 8am, I need to leave at 720am (I work half-days at a doctor's office, usually going in mornings and getting off in the afternoon, but some days I work in the afternoon, on which days I can sleep in, but I still tend to force myself out of bed at 430a, but I'm considering not doing that... we''ll see how that goes).
I eat well, but I'm no vegan or vegetarian. I love my meats. And sweets. Right now, it's lent, and although I am not Catholic, I am attempting to see how well I do without eating ANY sweets, mints, or gum, for 40 days until Easter. I think I'm on day 4 or 5... I'm not really counting because it'll make me sad, but all I can tell you is that I'm going to have one HUGE bowl of vanilla ice cream, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and crunched oreos when I'm done... and then probably something else. Oh, perhaps sweets are an addiction?! I miss them. And I think they miss me. BRIGHT SIDE -- I'm already slim, but I'm already seeing a slimmer me show because of the lack of sugar. This is uber fantasic and really depressing at the same time, because I cannot WAIT until Easter!
My other job besides writing (YES, I AM MAKING IT A JOB, ELSE I MAY ALLOW MYSELF TO NOT DO IT!!!! I'm a writer and I write for a living... I partially do, actually. I write an article or so a month for a local newspaper. Doesn't pay much, but I'm published, damn it) is working at a concierge medical practice, which is freaking AWESOME, and all into proactive and preventative health care, which I believe -- and studies show -- is the best way to maintain optimal health and happiness instead of waiting for sickness and THEN taking action (www.CornerstonePrivatePractice.com). Don't tell them about the blog -- they may not like all these curses, etc, but this blog is for me and those who care. I'm not going to be bashing anything or really promoting anything, just ranting about my life, much like I'm doing here, but instead of long, drawn-out "this is who I am, and I feel the irresistible urge to explain it to you before I can start properly blogging", it will actually be about, oh, my WONDERFUL life. Because my life is wonderful. Many parts of it, anyway.
I'm married to a wonderful man who treats me like a queen. He and I aren't perfect, but he's perfect for me and I'm trying to be perfect for him. I love him dearly. As of right now, we've been married for 2yrs, 8mos, and have been together for almost 7.5yrs. Stole him from my best friend in high school... yep, one of those as well. But not really, actually, it kind of just happened... but she gave us her blessing and we still talk, but not much because she's in another state and doing her own thing which doesn't really fit with my life anymore. I also have two cats, Jynx (black and white spotted, who is my husband's kitty; he calls him his "gaming kitty," because hubbs plays XBOX all the time), and Dakota (I often call her Kota) and she is my cat who loves me above my hubbs and usually only comes out for me and rarely wants to cuddle him. It may be selfish, but I love it. >:) She often sits by me/tries to lie on my laptop when I am writing my book.
I love going to do things. Parks, jogging, running, hiking, camping, SKYDIVING (OMG, I went skydiving for the first time ever on 06/17/2012, Father's Day -- oops, haha -- and I'm addicted. Is truly amazing, safer than driving/riding in a car (SERIOUSLY!), and it will change your life for the better. If you've ever entertained it -- DO IT!! I recommend www.SkydiveSuffolk.com). I like to be home, but not every night, and I only need about 1-2 nights of doing nothing a week, and then I get majorly bored and want to go see people, even if they just come over. When I DO go out with friends, it's not often out to bars, but lately I've started liking mechanical BULL RIDING. My current addiction is PBR (Professional Bull Riding), with a dance floor, DJ, country music as well as the top 40 hip hop hits, and a mechanical bull. Don't go every weekend -- more like once a month, maybe twice, but I do go other places too, so yeah, maybe once a month is about right -- and I've actually gotten pretty good at the bull, if I do say so myself! I also am into rock climbing (not the reall stuff... haven't graduated to that level yet), and I just bought myself some pole dancing lessons on Groupon... that'll be interesting. It may be harder to do than I realize. Oy!
I have a BA in English Writing but I have no clue what I'm going to do with my degree. I'm hoping I can become a Mary Kay Director really quickly, get myself a free car, and then just write books all day long and occasionally give women makeovers and still have money and time to do whatever, raise a kid (in the FAR future), and just have time! Sounds great yeah?! I'm stoked about it. But I got to work. And I think too much. I overthink a LOT of things ALL the time. So hence the blog.
BTW, if you are a "commenter" on blogs, please note that I often do not check the comments only because I forget. Nothing personal.
I think that's all I can think of to start this thing and get you all acquainted with my life. I'm planning to write in this thing 3-5 (or more) times a week.
Anyhow. C'est la vie!
~Jess
Herein lies a record of my days henceforth to which I will attempt to prolong as long as consciously possible. Please be forewarned that this may include too many drawn-out monologues on things or ideas which may or may not be relevant to the initial postings and I may lose the point I initially made out to set -- but I guess that's just blogging in general. But nonetheless, I embark on this journey of recording my superfluous thoughts in hopes of either discarding them from my brain so I can focus on more pertinent things at hand as well as to hold myself accountable to the list of desired duties I have assigned myself.
So here goes nothing. Welcome to the wonderful world of Jessica D! I pray you don't fall asleep on me.
So post one. I'm a writer. I've wanted to write a novel ever since I've been able to hold a pen, and dare I even say it, I think I've finally started one! For the last two weeks, I've been writing approximately a page or two a day. I've got about 25 pages right now, so it's averaging to about 2pgs/day, but my goal is just one a day, that way I can bang it out and then not feel guilty as I crawl on the couch with a glass of wine or a beer with my cat Dakota and watch the mind-numbing but oh-so-addicting television shows like True Blood and Vampire Diaries (yes, I am one of those). I guess that's cheating? Eh, eh, but maybe not -- I often write more than I intend to, which is freaking AWESOME. Have no idea where it's going yet though... ahh, the writer's paradox!
I'm also a Mary Kay consultant. Quite literally the best skin care I've ever tried, #1 best-seller for the last 14 years consecutively in the US, in the top 10 in the world, and the only cosmetic company in the top 20 (all of these, btw, are outside studies) brands to give the most customers what they look for in a product... So yes, I'm one of those as well. But if you took the time to learn what they are (extremely positive, outgoing, goal-getting, supportive women who believe anyone can do anything they set their minds to, and who just want to help women achieve their goals and dreams), you wouldn't have that slight hesitation and accommodating thought of, "Oh boy, here she goes." Don't worry, this blog isn't about me trying to sell anyone anything. But I am trying to buckle down and believe in myself the way I used to before I entered this thing called "the Real World," and fell victim to have too much month at the end of my money and losing half my hours due to the economy (yay, Obama! Okay, I won't go there; no one person can ever be blamed for anything going on in the country. Besides, I'm not even that political. We won't dwell...). My goal is Directorship and I have the drive and the work ethic, but not yet the belief in myself, and so I'm working on that. I may post about it, so just an fyi, so you know what the hell I'm talking about.
I curse. I love the F word. It's my favorite. So is twat. That one makes me giggle. Particularly:
"Twat did you say? I cunt believe you said that." Ha-ha-HA!! But I will try not to speak too many harsh curse words so people (ahem... my grandparents) don't get offended in case they read and/or stumble upon my blog. Actually, it's just for my grandparents. I don't give a FUCK if I offend anyone, and honestly, I think that is one of this country's major problems. We care too much if we hurt somebody's feelings. Grow up, grow some balls, and actually act like an adult and realize the world doesn't revolve around you and what you do and don't like or care about. Jeeeez, shut up.
But I love America. We've got some issues and some of them seriously scare but still - Go Uncle Sam!
Anyhow. I'm also an exerciser. Avid. Never ever thought I'd say that. Ever. I exercise 5-6 days a week, anywhere between 45-60 minutes. Sometimes if I get hammered (not often), I will only exercise 5 days a week, but if that's the case and I know I'm going out, I make the 5 days seriously hardcore, sweat-my-ass-off exercises. It's a combination of P90X, Insanity, and jogging. Yay to all of them. I love it. I wake up at about 430am, exercise at 5am, and am ready for work, make-up'ed and fed by 720am, which works wonders because if I need to be at work at 8am, I need to leave at 720am (I work half-days at a doctor's office, usually going in mornings and getting off in the afternoon, but some days I work in the afternoon, on which days I can sleep in, but I still tend to force myself out of bed at 430a, but I'm considering not doing that... we''ll see how that goes).
I eat well, but I'm no vegan or vegetarian. I love my meats. And sweets. Right now, it's lent, and although I am not Catholic, I am attempting to see how well I do without eating ANY sweets, mints, or gum, for 40 days until Easter. I think I'm on day 4 or 5... I'm not really counting because it'll make me sad, but all I can tell you is that I'm going to have one HUGE bowl of vanilla ice cream, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and crunched oreos when I'm done... and then probably something else. Oh, perhaps sweets are an addiction?! I miss them. And I think they miss me. BRIGHT SIDE -- I'm already slim, but I'm already seeing a slimmer me show because of the lack of sugar. This is uber fantasic and really depressing at the same time, because I cannot WAIT until Easter!
My other job besides writing (YES, I AM MAKING IT A JOB, ELSE I MAY ALLOW MYSELF TO NOT DO IT!!!! I'm a writer and I write for a living... I partially do, actually. I write an article or so a month for a local newspaper. Doesn't pay much, but I'm published, damn it) is working at a concierge medical practice, which is freaking AWESOME, and all into proactive and preventative health care, which I believe -- and studies show -- is the best way to maintain optimal health and happiness instead of waiting for sickness and THEN taking action (www.CornerstonePrivatePractice.com). Don't tell them about the blog -- they may not like all these curses, etc, but this blog is for me and those who care. I'm not going to be bashing anything or really promoting anything, just ranting about my life, much like I'm doing here, but instead of long, drawn-out "this is who I am, and I feel the irresistible urge to explain it to you before I can start properly blogging", it will actually be about, oh, my WONDERFUL life. Because my life is wonderful. Many parts of it, anyway.
I'm married to a wonderful man who treats me like a queen. He and I aren't perfect, but he's perfect for me and I'm trying to be perfect for him. I love him dearly. As of right now, we've been married for 2yrs, 8mos, and have been together for almost 7.5yrs. Stole him from my best friend in high school... yep, one of those as well. But not really, actually, it kind of just happened... but she gave us her blessing and we still talk, but not much because she's in another state and doing her own thing which doesn't really fit with my life anymore. I also have two cats, Jynx (black and white spotted, who is my husband's kitty; he calls him his "gaming kitty," because hubbs plays XBOX all the time), and Dakota (I often call her Kota) and she is my cat who loves me above my hubbs and usually only comes out for me and rarely wants to cuddle him. It may be selfish, but I love it. >:) She often sits by me/tries to lie on my laptop when I am writing my book.
I love going to do things. Parks, jogging, running, hiking, camping, SKYDIVING (OMG, I went skydiving for the first time ever on 06/17/2012, Father's Day -- oops, haha -- and I'm addicted. Is truly amazing, safer than driving/riding in a car (SERIOUSLY!), and it will change your life for the better. If you've ever entertained it -- DO IT!! I recommend www.SkydiveSuffolk.com). I like to be home, but not every night, and I only need about 1-2 nights of doing nothing a week, and then I get majorly bored and want to go see people, even if they just come over. When I DO go out with friends, it's not often out to bars, but lately I've started liking mechanical BULL RIDING. My current addiction is PBR (Professional Bull Riding), with a dance floor, DJ, country music as well as the top 40 hip hop hits, and a mechanical bull. Don't go every weekend -- more like once a month, maybe twice, but I do go other places too, so yeah, maybe once a month is about right -- and I've actually gotten pretty good at the bull, if I do say so myself! I also am into rock climbing (not the reall stuff... haven't graduated to that level yet), and I just bought myself some pole dancing lessons on Groupon... that'll be interesting. It may be harder to do than I realize. Oy!
I have a BA in English Writing but I have no clue what I'm going to do with my degree. I'm hoping I can become a Mary Kay Director really quickly, get myself a free car, and then just write books all day long and occasionally give women makeovers and still have money and time to do whatever, raise a kid (in the FAR future), and just have time! Sounds great yeah?! I'm stoked about it. But I got to work. And I think too much. I overthink a LOT of things ALL the time. So hence the blog.
BTW, if you are a "commenter" on blogs, please note that I often do not check the comments only because I forget. Nothing personal.
I think that's all I can think of to start this thing and get you all acquainted with my life. I'm planning to write in this thing 3-5 (or more) times a week.
Anyhow. C'est la vie!
~Jess
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