Tag: accomplishments

I Guess This Is Growing Up

I’m pretty proud of myself, you guys. For the first time ever (possibly) I didn’t give myself a day off or personal day or whatever just because I finished a thing (in this case, school) yesterday.

Nope, I set an alarm and had a decent to do list and everything. I didn’t cross off every item on the list, but I’m okay with that. For one thing, I got a lot done regardless. Plus, it’s not my fault that I ran out of packing tape, thus necessitating a trip to Target.

I expect more of the same from myself tomorrow. (Well, hopefully not another trip to Target – those get expensive.)

Until tomorrow.

P.S. Judging by the URL WordPress created, this is the second time I referenced Blink-182’s “Dammit” in the name of a post. Weird.



I was going to make a “This is Sparta!” joke, but it’s been a while since I watched 300.

So yep, this is my 300th post. I just spent the past hour and a half reading the last hundred posts. It kinda helped cheer me up after the painful ninth inning of tonight’s Phillies game; I really do amuse myself.

It’s so weird to think that in the last 100 days (or so) I started and stopped a temp job, turned 32, and went home for a few days. I talked a lot about Wawa but never actually went to one. I obsessed over TastyKake pies that were in my Target and then disappeared. I went to Starbucks a lot, especially now that Pumpkin Spice is back. I actually baked cookies. I talked about Brand New, Taking Back Sunday, Bayside, Something Corporate, Jack’s Mannequin, and Jimmy Eat World. I even started a Tumblr and became more active on Twitter.

And then, of course, there were the Phillies. I celebrated Jim Thome home runs and mourned his trade to the Orioles. I complained about FOX’s disrespect for Chooch during the All-Star Game. I gave the season up for dead, but then spent the rest of July not talking about them in a superstitious hope that they’d turn things around. I cheered wins, fretted over losses, and made it generally obvious that I hadn’t really given up at all. September brought high hopes, cruel disappointments, and a crash back to reality. (Oh, and no sweeping of the final home series either. Damn.)

There may have been more themes, but that’s what really stuck out at me. And it’s late and I’m tired, so yeah.

Until tomorrow.


This is my 200th blog post. That is really quite remarkable to me. To celebrate, I found time between finishing my homework, attending an online class, and watching the Phillies win (woot!) to read the 199 previous posts.

The first thing I noticed is that I started this blog on 6/12/11 – a mere 368 days ago (or 369 days by the time I publish this). It’s a shame that the anniversary was just a few days ago and I had no idea. But I put a reminder in iCal, so it will never pass unnoticed again. It’s also crazy that I reached 200 posts in just over a year considering how infrequently I posted in the second half of last year.

Another thing I found amusing is my bio. I don’t think I’d read the About page since I wrote it a year ago and I love that I warned of my fondness for swearing but have mostly tried not to swear. I know I was just trying to cover my ass, and it was a valid thing to do since in the offline world I really do cuss like it’s my job, but that doesn’t make it any less funny.

Then there’s the fun of noticing typos and mistakes. That hurts. I’m not gonna go back and fix them, but they do bum me out. The worst part is that I read each post several times before I hit Publish, but I guess that’s why they say you should get someone else to review your writing.

It’s almost 1 AM, so I won’t do justice to the time I spent reading my old posts with this post. Oh well.

I noticed some recurring themes, such as my sleep/waking up issues and my utter hatred for Tampa and my house. I didn’t count or anything, but I bet I wrote more negative than positive posts. Especially this year since I have to write every day. It would be interesting to go through and quantify that somehow to see if I’m right.

Another thing that struck me was the change in my feelings about school (and I suppose librarianship as well). On 7/20/11 I wrote with all confidence that “…I am pursuing the right field….I will enjoy the fulfillment of helping people.” And since March I’ve written a lot about motivation issues, apathy, and a desire to drop out of school (“drop everything/start it all over” indeed). Quite a change in less than a year, eh? I started this blog because of library school, and now library school is messing with my head.

Alright, I really need to go to bed. Maybe I’d feel better about things if I actually got a good night’s sleep.

My plan was not to be a downer with this post; it was supposed to be a celebration of a pretty awesome accomplishment. I guess my brain had other ideas.  I really am proud of myself for hitting 200 posts and I do enjoy blogging. I mean, if I didn’t I wouldn’t post every day, regardless of my New Year’s Resolution. After all, New Year’s Resolutions are made to be broken, right?

Until tomorrow.

Feeling Accomplished

Just a quick post so I can feel good about all of the stuff I did today.

For starters, I only hit the snooze button twice.  Then I got up, made breakfast while listening to a podcast (I have a crazy backlog of podcasts on my iPod), and got dressed.  After that came the first big accomplishment of the day: going to the grocery store.  And I bought fresh fruits and veggies instead of frozen, processed stuff.  (I want to eat better, but I’m mostly too lazy to cook.)

When I got home I was feeling so inspired that I decided to finally take a first pass at cleaning my kitchen.  This involved clearing everything off the counter and then taking some Lysol to it.  In the process I was able to fill a cardboard banker’s box with stuff to take to Goodwill.  My kitchen looks a million times better, but it’s by no means done.

Since I had a nice, clean countertop, I chopped some of my veggies so that they would be waiting for me whenever I want to use them.  (Thank you, Rachael Ray, for that tip.  One reason I don’t cook is that the thought of chopping half a cup of green bell pepper exhausts me at 7 PM.)

I even found time to read one of my textbooks and watch the movie Beginners.  (Good movie, but it was kind of weird to see Captain Von Trapp as a gay American.)  And as soon as I post this I’m going to dye my hair (but not a fun color, sadly).

Yep, good stuff happens when I get out of bed before 7:30.

Until tomorrow.