Britt over at Blissful Britt posts her confessions every once and while, so I’m using her posts for inspiration because today I have quite a few confessions of my own to share.
1. This last week, I’ve had a cookie FOR breakfast, every day
Take that judgmental, shocked look off your face and tell me you’ve never had a cookie for breakfast… or chinese food, or last nights leftovers.
I seem to have fallen off the health wagon because of my leg and being disappointed in running and general parts of life like that. Don’t worry, I’ll get back on it. I’m spending this week not eating cookies for breakfast, drinking more water, and prepping a grocery list for next week.
I’m emotional eating, deal with it. I am coming to terms with my next failed race and just wallowing in my own self pity. A self pity pool full of belgian chocolate brownie cookies (yes, they are as good as they sound).
However, those cookies are damn delicious, and I will not feel guilty for what has already happened. Eating them was actually kind of liberating. And I worked in the candy storage room at my work the other day (yes, that’s a thing) and didn’t eat one piece of candy after staring at it for 16 hours. So I am okay with the cookies.
2. I tap the side of a vehicle before I get in it, like a good luck pat.
I realized this while I was at home. I always give my car a little love pat before getting in, kind of like “keep me safe car.”
Then I did it to the plane before I got on.
Then yesterday, I did it to the skytrain.
Apparently its a habit I developed and I’ve decided that if it works it works. I’ve *knock on wood* been safe in vehicles my whole life, so why stop tapping now? Its a bit awkward when it comes to buses and boats… but oh well.
3. I need to stop buying a morning coffee.
Money is fickle. I was reading a blog post today that was talking about how us 20 somethings are supposed to go out and be having grand adventures.
I can’t tell you one friend of mine who is having their grand adventure without being ridiculously rich or ridiculously in debt.
I’m going to be going to school in like, one month, and my morning coffee is 3.83. Multiply that by a month and I could save an additional 118.73. The math makes sense, but I just don’t care. Making coffee at home is hard and something I’m going to have to suck it up and start doing. Plus, then I can actually stop eating dairy like I want to, and have almond milk. Mmm… I love almond milk.
4. Bloglovin’ has become my morning newspaper.
On my days off, which are many because of the nature of my life and overnight work shifts and the schedule that exists at my job — I grab my morning coffee (make, it should be MAKE my morning coffee) and then I settle down to read my Bloglovin’ feed. I absolutely love Bloglovin, and I recommend it if you have a lot of blogs you follow. I used to keep them all in a bookmarks folder on the side of my interwebs screen but that just got disorienting. Now, I get a feed of all the blogs I like to read and I can read to my hearts content.
Problem is, I was away for three weeks and now I have 177 posts to read (and thats after clearing away all the older ones from the first couple weeks). You all just post so much! I love reading it though and highly recommend it if you want to read it too.
5. I am out of cooking ideas
I am trying to get My Picky Kitchen up and running, but I’m plum out of ideas to cook things that are healthy for me and Manfriend. Tonight I’m making meatloaf. One, because we love it and swear to each other we wont eat the whole pan every time I make it, but two because I’m clearly not health focused right now.
I’m a horrible cook. Okay, not horrible, but there have been more than a few times when Manfriend has asked if he can call for pizza or if that would hurt my feelings (bless his heart, the one meal was actually so horrible).
Your turn — confess your confessables!