Not Quite There...

So I'm officially done with classes. I'm not officially graduating, but I do feel like I have had the world lifted off of my shoulders. I started and finished my Christmas shopping yesterday after my last class. Another sigh of relief. The tree is up and decorated. My doctors' appointments have gone well (had to load up since I finally have insurance). I'm getting back into my exercise routine. My new bathtub is sitting in the garage just waiting to be installed, so I can start soaking up the bubbles in the new year. Sigh, Sigh, Sigh, and Sigh.

I've also learned a valuable lesson. Procrastination, isn't a good thing. I know I'm not the only one in the world that procrastinates, but staying up until 6 a.m. to do work, is probably the best display of procrastination that I can come up with. Is there anything that you're procrastinating? Christmas shopping, losing those last pesky 10 pounds, or spending some time with family and friends? My advice: time is short so stop procrastinating (hopefully I can practice what I preach, at least for the rest of the year).

So now I've got projects to do around the house: buy and finish a pantry for my kitchen, paint the upstairs bath (after the bathtub is installed of course), and buy our new kitchen table. I also start my internship with Our House Magazine, which I'm really excited for. I'm looking forward to look at beautiful houses in the Poconos and the Catskills for inspiration.

Now to get into the holiday spirit, here is what I'm watching. Obsessively:

Feeling So Refreshed...

I have to admit, I feel amazing. My last official class was yesterday and even though my last final isn't until next Tuesday, I still feel amazing. I feel relieved. I feel like I'm finally able to breathe. I started walking again, which will hopefully turn into jogging again. I went back to Jen Murphy's class last Thursday and plan on going back again tonight. Let's just say, skipping workouts for two months straight, not the best idea. I was in so much pain that I could barely walk for the next two days. But I have to admit, I love it. I love the feeling of the workout pain. At least that way you feel like you've accomplished something. I love it.

Now to my new favorite thing. Honey in the raw. Unfiltered, raw, honey. It is the best thing ever! I'm a person who suffers from stomach problems and it has already helped me. I use it in my tea and although it doesn't look like the honey that I grew up with, it definitely tastes like it. Good stuff. And it tastes amazing.

On another note, I went to the doctor for a checkup that's been long overdue and everything looks great. She says my weight is perfect. My good cholesterol is at 60 and my bad is at 101. So this is great. Hopefully I can keep everything on track so then when I'm my parents' age I don't suffer from everything that they do: high cholesterol, high blood pressure, diabetes... the list seems endless. That's why I do what I do; I never want to have to deal with unneeded health problems. Preventative medicine... let's just hope that I can keep this mentality going.

One thing I keep forgetting to mention is this: I, for the past three months, have fit in my size 6 Abercrombie & Fitch shorts from when I was 17. I'm kinda on cloud nine about it. Actually, I'm over the moon and thrilled. For some reason, this was always my goal. Not a number on the scale and not a certain look, just these shorts. For some reason I've always held these shorts up to be the moment where I remember feeling comfortable in my own skin. Needless to say, I fit in them. They're actually a little loose. I couldn't even fit them up my thighs a year ago. So, I'm thrilled. I'm happy. I'm beyond the moon. Oh, life is good.

Now I'm off to start decorating for the holiday season... I'm a little behind.

Almost There...

I'm almost at that moment where I can begin breathing again. I'm exhausted. I'm tired. I'm overwhelmed. I've been writing so many stories for my classes in the past few weeks that I'm actually tired of writing. I'm tired of reading. I never thought I'd be there. I know the love will come back after I can take a moment to myself, but right now, I've been ambushed with information overload. I can't take it anymore! I can't wait for the lazy day. The day where cleaning my house, working out, and working will be all I have to do. Only a few more weeks...