freedom & blogs….
Yesterday I made some changes. I was in the lunchroom and a few of us were talking about the governments Do Not Call List and how they were selling that list to telemarketers. Kind of defeats the entire do not call thing hmm? I digress, I made the remark about Citi calling me every bloody night..of course it is a pita..so I said I will fix that. I just cut up the credit card I have of theirs. I am sure they are trying to either sell me card insurance or some other thing..and I do not want that. So this will fix that. Then as I was thinking of it, I said to heck with this, I have plans to renovate that do not include credit cards, so I cut up my main and only other one. *shudder* People thought I was nuts, cutting them up. I started it as an angry thing with the card company, but ended it feeling so much better. Funny how taking control of something can make that difference. I spoke to the other half suggesting he also cut at least one of his up. No reply. Typical. he has them because I handle his finances and make sure he doesn’t miss a payment and he thinks it is all his work so therefore doesn’t want to lose them. The goof.
The 2nd thing. I have been reading a few blogs that really made sense to me. Not that others haven’t, just every now and then a few resonate deep within and you say AHA or I feel you sister! Happy Hags was one I read this morning about the ATE 8 88 etc. I was with her all the way. And I went proactive about it. I opened my fitday tracker, and started it up again. I think being aware of exactly how many calories I intake.consume helps me not intake/consume those damned Mars bars etc. I do not even like them so why in the heck am I eating them????? So this will help. Today I called in sick. I said my knees were bad today. I haven’t had a sick day in a long time..and I am going to use it pro-actively. I am also going to finish the book A Million Little Pieces. I don’t care what oprah says etc. I find it an intense book that has me gripped. It is also the reason I was reading in bed until after 11pm when I went to bed at 8pm!!!
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there. How can someone not be there for her in this time, whether or not she recognizes you? Nan, was born in 1914…brought up in an orphanage in England, named Mary Z…for all girls there were named Mary and then with an alphabetical way. She drove a tank during a war through the narrow London streets at night (she never drove again when she was older). 
finished, so I think maybe a wise woman (ME ha) would go tot he website and see what they have for manuals etc. Been there, guess what, a lovely photo or 3 with dimensions….*sigh* better add some khalua to the tea. hahah. may take a bit longer, but at least that will keep me OUT of the kitchen and fridge!