life

A day and a half into my workout goals for this week and I am doing well. Yesterday as I previously mentioned I ran for one mile in the morning at the gym before I got ready for work then, when I got home from work yesterday I changed and completed my Shred 10 workout on Level 3. I officially worked out two times yesterday and it felt GREAT! This morning, bright and early at 6:00am I woke up again ready to head to the gym but it was POURING outside. Awful, awful, yuck rain. I live in Texas, give me the sun and the heat. Anyways, not wanting to mess myself up day two into my goal, I headed to the living room to do Shred 11 but this time on Level 2. That early in the morning there was no way Level 3 would have worked for me. Plus I really wanted more of an arm workout so Level 2 was a good fit. So, yeah for me! I am hoping to go shopping today after work for some new work pants so I don't know if I will be running today or not BUT, that was the whole point of working out in the mornings too - So I don't feel guilty at night when I miss my workout! Besides, shopping is a workout.

Last night I finally was able to finish registering for Fall classes! This has been an on going process since the 20th and I was convinced that I was going to be stuck taking only one class. I am now taking two! I figure two classes for my first real semester in Grad school will be a good easing in process. I didn't want to do a cannonball just to find out there is no water in the pool! So, this Fall I will be working a full-time HR job, taking two classes to get my Masters in HR, going on a "group honeymoon" in November for Bret's old roommate who is getting married, celebrating Bret Lee turning the big 2-7, traveling like mad people around Texas for Thanksgiving and Christmas and then there are all the other birthdays and celebrations in there as well. Fall semester is going to be a very busy one that's for sure. I cannot wait! Bring on the fun and the craziness!

**Somebody please remind me about this excitement I have when November rolls around and I am attempting to shoot myself and everyone else around me**

I would like to give a quick shout out to my good friend Diane. I received a text from her last night saying she passed her test to teach 4th - 8th grade! Good for her! Diane has a degree in History from Texas A&M and since she isn't really using it right now she has decided to be a teacher! I know she will be a great teacher and if she ever needs help decorating her bulletin boards I hope she calls me! WAY TO GO D!

This morning I found myself throwing a fit like a two year old - my poor husband. It started with getting dressed. I hate getting dressed. This is one of my least favorite activities of all times because it takes me forever because like most girls, or so I like to think, I cannot make up my mind to save my life! Well, since I started kicking my butt and working out in January I have managed to drop 10 pounds and go from a size 6 to a size 2 and I haven't done much shopping in between. So my work pants no longer fit to save my life so I normally need a belt but I hate the way belts look under shirts so that frustrates me so my morning started with me chuncking pants very violently at the back of my guest closet. I had gone in there to see if I had some old pants that fit but nope, they were all larger! So that was my fit part 1. Fit part 2 happened on the way to the car. As I mentioned earlier it was storming this morning and while walking to the car it really started to pour and not only that, but the wind went crazy as well. So by the time I get to the car my legs are wet and while trying to shut my door my umbrella decides not to close and then it does close and re-opens in the car soaking me! I literally started to wine like a little girl, pathetic, and told Bret I was done and was going back upstairs. I didn't of course but oh man did I want to. I realized I would have to walk back through the rain to get to my apartment so that didn't sound like fun. My poor, poor husband. He has to put up with so much silly things when it comes to me. After about five minutes in the car I loosened up some and began behaving like an adult again. Oh me, oh my. Do these fits ever happen to anybody else or am I really just the most childish 23 year old out there?

I really, really, really want a Kindle. I have asked for it for my birthday in August and I want it!