2014 Kick-in-the-Butt List

1. Read through the whole Bible. (Audio counts.)   For real this time. I'm already through Genesis. One down, 65 to go.
2. Read 40 books.  There have been points in my life where this would be no big deal, but lately I've been abandoning reading for more brainless activities. It almost the end of January and I haven't finished even one book. Not cool.
3. Purge 100 items from my apartment.  Yes, 100. I am counting old magazines which will easily account for half of this. This is probably really only a fraction of what I should be getting rid of. This apartment is big, but I have way too much stuff. I need it out.
4. Find an organizational system that actually works for me.  There are piles everywhere. I am a total slob. Half of the stuff I own doesn't have a home. It is not working.
5. Finish decorating the apartment.  This includes quite a few things, such as painting a dresser, hanging artwork, etc, but we have lived here over a year and it still looks temporary. There's a good chance we'll be here a couple more. It needs to feel like home.
6. Knit more.  I'm not going to quantify this one but I've been working on one hat for 2 or 3 years. I have a ton of yarn, and knitting is soothing. Time to get to it. 
7. Make it over the wall in the Mud Run.  I had a blast last year, but I was entirely unprepared and it kicked my butt. The wall in particular was impossible. I fell on my bum a couple times and then went around. This year, I will conquer. 

I can do seven goals, right? Two going on three jobs leaves me plenty of free time...
(It started out as five, but I'm an overachiever.)

Reasons G Is Crying

Have you ever seen the blog 'Reasons My Son is Crying?' Go check it out. Now. It's hilarious.

And I wanted to join in the fun. So here are some reasons the little boy I nanny, G, is crying:

>I wouldn't let him eat a tissue.

>He tried to crawl over me and got stuck.

>It took more than .2 seconds to warm his bottle up.

>I wouldn't let him play with his poopy diaper.

365 Days of Me, Week 2

Fail.

I missed a whole bunch of pictures. You get what you get. But I'm not giving up. (Hey, look. I wear makeup and stuff sometimes.)

Priorities

Things that don't concern me:

• Global Warming
• The possible extinction of giant catfish
• Dust on my baseboards 

Things that do:

• If naptime is going to last long enough for me to play SIMS do laundry
• What on earth is happening on Pretty Little Liars

365 Days of Me

For the record, I hate the word "selfie." I hate that it was the word of 2013. I think it's dumb. I think we're all getting a little too obsessed with ourselves.

However.

I saw this link and it made me think. Honestly? A lot of the time I don't like the way I look. If I take the time to get gussied up, I can be pretty hot stuff. But if I'm just sitting around, on an average day...meh. Not really a fan. And that's not really okay. God made me to be me. To be beautiful. And I want to like lookin' at myself.

So every day in 2014, I'm gonna take a picture of myself. And I'm gonna post it on the internet.

So...here's my first week! (I spent a lot of time being snowed in/lazing around. Thus the repeated gray sweatshirt. Is that gross? Sorry, I don't care. Pictures will get more interesting.)

Weird Things in My Purse

Yeah, that's a wine stopper.

Ways a Cat is Like a Toddler, Take 2

He pooped in my bed last night.

It bothered me much more than it bothered him.

Conversations

After a shoulder injury due to my extreme klutziness and lack of depth perception requiring the words "xray" and "physical therapy" to be thrown around by my doctor:

Me: I call bull on these muscle relaxers. I could take two of these and drive a U-Haul.

Mom: I'm sorry, but that's the funniest thing you've ever said.

I can't walk through a door properly, but hey, at least I'm funny.