prayers

this morning I asked:

"please help me feel useful at my internship today. please help me have things to do and take the initiative so they know i am there to work"

it totally worked.

my blog will never...

is it bad I'm not a fan of DIY, Pinterest creations or crafts in general?
is it bad I don't own a $53457 camera and pretend I'm a professional because I can take photos with said camera?

I look at these other blogs and some things (among the ones I have already mentioned have come to my attention)

my blog will never be the crafty cutesy creative place where you come and are inspired and say "wow, I wish I could do that" (unless you are referring to my writing...which may or may not be a thing).

my blog will never be full of 23408 photos per post. I love my camera. It is always in my purse. That being said, I don't document every move I make or every place I visit. I don't feel the need to have close ups of Bart's face for a greater effect.


my blog will never, and I repeat NEVER, have pictures of all the great foods I have made this week. Lets be honest, when and if I cook anything new it's not a pretty sight and it's definitely not blog worthy. I make messes and burn things and my water ALWAYS boils over the pot.

my blog will never make money. thank goodness for that. These blogs that make money are full of crap all over the page and there are so many places you could click for an outside link it takes away the focus of the blog. the side bars should never be bigger than your center column. just sayin.

i'm not even sure my blog gets read by real people. the traffic sources on my stats page are mostly random www dot pages that don't really lead anywhere. so hello cyber world. i'm glad we can be friends. 

well, i'm glad i could clear that up for anyone in case any of you were confused :)

also, i need a new wardrobe. i'm pretty sure i was wearing these things in high school. actually, my wardrobe was better when i was in high school. can someone please dress me?

Slow and Steady Wins the Race

well kids, I did it. I ran my first 5K. I even got a shirt and medal to prove it. I was the tortoise in this race just slow and steady watching people sprint past me and then having me past them as they ended up walking part of the way. This happened a bunch of times. I'm kind of jealous that they got to walk because I SURE DIDN'T! I ran the whole way and beat my personal time by 4 minutes. I came home and passed out on my bed after because races are a whole different playing field and it took a lot out of me. Bart did excellent too coming in 7 seconds slower than his friend. Go team! I'm happy about the progress we have both made and am excited about our Mud Run in a month!

To be honest, this is the first time in a really long time that I have set a goal and have accomplished and kept with it! I usually fail when it comes to goals but as far as running goes I just keep getting better which makes me happy. My love handles are also gone which makes me even happier.

Thursday

I have worked 6 hours the past 4 days and may or may not be going a little crazy.

I even googled "cheap hobbies" this morning trying to figure out what I was going to do today. The lists were stupid. Luckily my dad called me and sensed the boredom in my voice. He invited me down to help him fix the car and he needed a hair cut. YAY something to do! I headed down and thoroughly enjoyed myself. I didn't really touch the car, just leaned on it enough to make my pants dirty so it LOOKED like I had helped. It was fun to just hang out and talk plus it killed time so this was a win-win for me.

Then I came home and cleaned my house to the tunes of SHeDAISY
 again.

I don't think this place has ever looked so good. The past few days I have organized every inch of the house -getting rid of plenty. Today I busted out the broom and cleaning supplies and scrubbed my bathroom (even the floor). I then proceeded to vacuum. this was no ordinary vacuum day either. I pulled out all the furniture in our front room and dining area and vacuumed everything. i may or may not have used the little hose thingy. I even attempted to make sure all my lines were straight in the carpet-because that's how much extra time i had today to vacuum. I did all the usual cleaning as well which usually consists of picking up shoes and folding the blankets and doing the dishes. I also do lots of laundry. Not really because it HAS to be done, but because it takes a few hours which is always promising.

I even re-potted my plant yesterday. It's getting so big it can now go on the floor! I have had this thing since I moved out and it was such a little guy back then. Bart hates my plants (because he has no soul) but I'm afraid this one isn't going anywhere. Anyway, now here I am with still an hour before Bart gets home (and then a few more hours while he takes his daily old-man nap). I even made myself a smoothie people. I mean, what's next? Cooking Dinner?? Let's not get too crazy.

I now have a new respect for those crazy rich housewives who are always killing people or sleeping with them (or both) I mean there's just nothing else to do after a while! I'm sure my next post is going to be about how crazy life is and how i wish I had a day off but as of now I'm actually looking forward to working the next 4 days (sorta)

Also, new people moved upstairs so I will let you know how that goes. Bart and I decided we were going to be nice this time around and go up and introduce ourselves. I mostly want to go up so I can be a creeper and make sure they don't have anything annoying like a dog...or a child.

Early to Bed. Early to Rise....

..makes a (wo)man healthy, wealthy and wise

I go to bed early

My hubby wakes up early

The sun now shines early

which means- No sleeping in for meggy.

I don't have very much to do today since I had Monday and Tuesday off from work (besides me being a little helper elf and going in for a few hours yesterday) so my "day off" stuff has already been done. I can only clean the house so many times!

I am going to attempt to go running again today because Bart and I are running a 5K this weekend and while I have ran that distance before a couple of times, I don't want to look like a slow silly fool on Saturday. 

I found some fun old photos on my computer today:

sometimes it's weird to think I am only 22. I feel older some days, but I think that could be because I have changed so much, and my life is completely different than even 4 or 5 years ago, that it seems like more time has past. It's a good thing we change quickly, but it's strange to think back on how I use to be. 

well, it is now only 7:20. I have killed twenty minutes of my morning, now I just have to figure out what to do with the rest of it!

boyfriends

running is like a bad boyfriend. 

One day everything goes really well, better than you were expecting and you are feeling optimistic about the future thinking "hey, I can do this!"

and then 3 days later is one of the worst days you've had in a long time and you once again hate it and see it as a lost cause.

today was one of the bad days. but just like a girl with daddy issues would run back to the boyfriend, I will be outside running again tomorrow..

when will I learn?