Before I say anything else, I would just first like to take the time to say that working for the State of Nebraska is pretty fantastic. The list of paid holidays is kind of ridiculous, but I definitely don't mind having a 3-day weekend in order to properly celebrate Columbus Day.
But now onto the actual point of this blog: how tonight could have ended drastically differently than it did. At about 7:30 or so, Matt decided that he really wanted something sweet and the cupcakes in the fridge weren't enough to satisfy his sweet tooth, so he was thinking about going to get ice cream. After a little back and forth that consisted of, "We really shouldn't, but it sounds so good!" we decided to head to the store to get a cartful of delicious treats that we really didn't need. As Matt was changing out of his loungewear back into real people clothes, he mentioned how he had intended to go to St. Pius for adoration of the Eucharist. At that point, I decided to say what I was thinking - that it was probably a terrible idea to get ice cream as it is the last thing that we need and there are other things we could spend $3.00 on. Matt agreed and decided instead to go to adoration.
I probably should have gone with him, but I elected to stay home and finish the laundry whilst watching Love Actually. Apparently I'm not the greatest decision maker of all time, but I'll get there eventually. Aaanyway, as I was folding all of my workout clothes I was reminded of the fact that we hadn't gone to the gym at all this weekend though we were planning to go all three days. Instead of going on Saturday, I was baking cupcakes and on Sunday we made an impromptu trip to Humphrey (my dad's home town) for the church's annual bazaar there. It was totally worth the trip and a lot of fun, but going to the gym needed to happen. So I shot a message to Matt for when he had finished at the church that I would like to go to the gym still tonight. When he got home, we got ready and went to the gym. It was a pretty exciting workout too, because I finished the run that I was unable to finish the last time I tried it.
As we were heading out the door to the gym, I commented to Matt that I was so proud of us for actually stepping up and taking the things that should be priorities in our lives but hadn't been for quite some time and making them priorities. We've been pretty consistent about getting to the gym (not every day, but at least 3 times a week), we've made church a priority and couldn't be happier with that decision, and we've continued to eat at home instead of going out. We are very excited about the changes that we've made and look forward to seeing where they take us!
With that said, I think we've both realized that sometimes you have to treat yourself. Today, for example, we were down in Papillion trying to resolve the issue that is my engagement ring (long story) and after dealing with the situation we decided to go grab lunch at one of our favorite places (Azteca - super delicious Mexican food that is definitely worth a try!). We could have driven home and eaten there, but we've been pretty fastidious about not eating out for the last month and we decided that since we were out and about and we've been so good otherwise, it would be okay to grab lunch. It was a nice change of pace.
And one last (group of) thought(s): I can't remember if I've said this already or not, but my end goal is to have people I haven't seen in awhile have to do a double take before they realize it's me. Matt and I are headed across the pond next year and we are currently trying to get all the details finalized. Thinking about that has my motivation about as high as it's ever been. I've gotten to see my friends in Austria in 2010 and 2011, but about 20 months apart. It'll be 22 months since the last time I've seen them when we go next August. I don't want them to recognize me. I want my friends over there to be open-mouthed when they do realize it's me they're looking at. The trip's not even been paid for yet and I'm already over-the-top motivated. I hope it just amps up even more once the trip is booked.
And on that note, I should get to bed.
Tschüss!
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