In the eternal words of Matthew McConaughey:
All right, all right, all right!
This Saturday is my reboot. My personal New Years because I rang in the New Year half dead on the dining room table while my family forced me to play the Pride and Prejudice board game I got for my mom for Christmas.
After all my cuckoo bananas health nonsense I think I’m finally in a place where my lungs could take it if I worked out.
So this weekend I will be using February as my New Years, feel free to count down with me so it feels legit.
Because this time I’m going to be too legit to quit.
I’ve suffered from serious self-esteem hits lately because I’ve gained another 10 pounds.
Okay, to be fair, 7 of those I lost and gained back from when I had that crazy case of the Up Chucks in December.
Well, those are back and I’m disappointed I didn’t keep them off, but hey, I kind of saw that coming. What with Christmas and all manners of holidays happening.
I can only hold off on eating my moms broccoli casserole for about 2 seconds before I’m like “Pffft worth it.” And eat my weight in it.
Now, this isn’t just a reboot of my body, it’ll be a reboot of my mind. I’ve been all over the map recently with my headspace and unfortunately everything is annoying the Hell out of me. So I need to sort out what I’m going to do with that.
I’m thinking nightly meditation while looking at pictures of Rupert Grint.
That’ll cheer me up and calm me down. And then I’ll weird dreams where we live in a house together and only do things like hold hands and have pet chickens while somehow the basement of our house is really a giant swimming pool. Then we will swim together and lay on the beach (which is somehow also in the basement) and have to be under an umbrella and in vintage bathing suits due to our mutual paleness, covered in sunscreen and eating Reeses Pieces….
What was I talking about?
Ah well, I feel calm already.
Ooooommmm OOooommm Iiiiiii’m in love with Ruuuupert. Iiiiii’m in love with Ruuuupert.
Wait. That’s not right.
Sometimes you just need to laugh at Tom Hiddleston losing his composure.
Keep moving forward.
The Deranged Librarian 