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Status Report: Weekend 1

1. Housework/Organizing: Overall I feel like I'm doing better. I haven't been perfect the last few days but I suppose that's to be expected. I've made the bed everyday (even though it was at 6:30 at night I still did it that day). There's been at least one load of laundry done every day, as well as dishes in the dishwasher every day. Yay me. And I cleaned yesterday and caught up on ALL the laundry so I guess I'm a little ahead of myself so that'll make up for the lack of improvement in the other two areas.

2. Budgeting/$$: Let's just skip this one shall we. I blew this one all to hell in the last few days. Spent money we didn't have on some Christmas shopping, some unexpected expenses (very large expense) popped up on Saturday that we weren't expecting [don't ask], and Jason mentioned IHOP and I HOPPED all over that opportunity to eat out. So much for being the "No-Man". I drowned my money sorrows in a pile of pancakes which is a no-no for item #3 below. This one is going to be a HARD habit to break.

3. Personal Appearance/Health: Yeah, like I said we ate IHOP this weekend. Plus, I made Christmas cookies and ate a half dozen of those. And drank 2 bottles of wine throughout the weekend. I did go get my hair cut and colored on Friday night to help a little in that area but no-bueno as you can see from my last post. I didn't wear makeup all weekend and I wore my lounging attire. I did make myself put on a pair of jeans yesterday and a fitted t-shirt instead of my normal 2 sizes too big t's I've been donning. I managed to keep a hair tie out of my hair most of the weekend too - gotta count the little things. I did "style" my hair this morning as in I blowed dried it and ran the flat iron through it to try and fix it up somehow but I hadn't messed with it all weekend so I'm going to have to do some more playing to figure out how to make it look cute. But coo-do's to me for not putting it up.

Sigh. Baby steps.


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