I Be That Very Witch

Hey hey! It's been a minute, and I thank you all for sticking around.  Full disclosure, this post took three days to write and post, because I keep getting happily distracted. Day 1 of post writing : I've been keeping busy, accumulating press on nails and cursing my brain for being so contrarian.  You see, I tell it that we are working to lose the weight we've gained during the Quarentimes...and she says, "are you backwards?  Hell nah!  No weight loss!  EAT MORE!" I'm still with Noom - still tracking errrrthang, still leaning into the annoyances, learning through it. I also turned 39 this past weekend.   Awkward plant mom in a natural habitat Now, I'm not saying I had some sort of amazing epiphany - that's far too cliche.  However, I am telling myself that it's time to maybe put away so much of the self dislike that has gotten me to this point.  I mean, I could be in far worse shape, but what if I just took the chance on liking my...

I'm cheap. I mean, I like to not spend extra money where I don't *have* to or where it doesn't make sense to. The Quarentimes have brought a few things to light for me; of note in this post will be how much I love press-on nails, and how I make them last.  Not just as in, "they last me three weeks per wear", rather, "I have learned how to REUSE nail sets with pre-applied adhesive. Out of one box (containing 30 nails), which offers two solid manicure sets for $9 - $12, I've figured out how to get multiple uses out of those nails!  You can double or even triple the use you get out of each kit. You just need a few things: - orange stick - gentle touch - patience - isopropyl alcohol and acetone nail polish remover - cotton balls/pads if you don't have alcohol wipes - nail glue of your choice - I prefer the brush on application; it allows for more control Let's go on a little adventure in maximizing our press-on nail use. It's a magical little box ...

How many times will I be getting "back on the boat"?  As often as it takes, I suppose.  Always working for "it".  Always getting after "it". What is "it", anyway?  Do I even know? Sometimes, yes.  In these times, I am on my game.  My nutrition is on point.  My training is consistent and I can put my all into it.  I felt far more in touch with this vibe in the Beforetimes. Sometimes, no.  In these times, I question the whole process.  Why am I doing this?  Why do I have to work out?  What do I have to pursue this for?  The world is on fire, why should I be worried about my physique composition?  What's the difference if I eat 1200 calories/day, or 2000 calories/day?  This has been much more the prevalent pattern in the Quarentimes. As of late, I hover between these two headspaces.  I start each week telling myself that I'm going to get on top of things - be kind to myself, treat myself well, get m...