Clearly, that’s not happening.
After reviewing how I did on my 2013 resolutions, one thing that stuck out to me was the fact that I did not take my own advice about measurable goals. I talked about meditation and mindfulness, but did I outline any kind of plan for myself like, “I am going to meditate for this many minutes this many times per week?” Nope. I said, “Get outside more,” but I didn’t get any more specific than that. Hardly a recipe for success.
So, with that in mind, I have come up with a few 2014 resolutions for myself:
- Go to one networking or other professional event per month—I actually started this back in September and have stuck to it so far.
- Practice yoga twice per week.
- Catch up with friends over drinks or a meal at least once a month.
- If he deserves to have a drink thrown in his face, throw the drink…and then make a quick exit.
I also have some other goals in the financial/business realm that aren’t as easy to summarize in bullet points, but I’ll say that I’m planning to make Quickbooks one of my new best friends this year. I also am going to need to clock some serious coffee-shop hours for a writing project, but looking forward to that. Haha maybe I can at least turn that last one into a bullet point:
- Work in a coffee shop at least once per week
What are some of your goals for the new year?
So I may have also bought this at Trader Joe’s over the weekend.
My palms will surely be orange in no time (hello, beta-carotene) and then I’ll back off, but for now I’m enjoying all this pumpkin and pumpkin spice business–except the super-sweet stuff in the manner of Starbucks lattes—I like my coffee dark and bitter (like my heart).
Speaking of pumpkin spice, this Onion article was floating around Facebook the other day, and I needed to share. Yep, another Onion post. The idea of seasonal pornography is freaking hilarious to me. Who am I kidding—it probably already exists.
If the Onion ever wants to add a Health/Wellness or a Food & Wine section, they should seriously call me. Few things would make me as happy as writing nutritional satire. I’d probably need a pseudonym though. Hm…the Dark-Hearted RD? (see above).
If you could have any other job, what would it be? What’s your current pumpkin fix of choice? Any pseudonym suggestions? What would yours be?
Good morning—happy Monday! How was your weekend? I enjoyed a little stay-cation. It was so nice to unplug and unwind. I’m really bad at relaxing, but after almost 4 years of grad school with a dietetic internship and some crazy studying thrown in there, logic told me that one should totally take a few days off after passing the RD exam.
So I made a deal with myself: every time I felt that I “should” be doing something productive (on a weekend, I know), I would write it down so I could get to it come Monday. I was mostly successful, save for a few work emails and stats homework. Other than that, I did only fun things.
Friday I got a reflexology massage and went to a really fun Zumba class—endorphin overload in the best way possible. My muscles were so sore by the time I went to bed.
Saturday I cleaned, took a few walks, and made use of some giftcards I’d gotten for my birthday. Then I organized my closet. I’m embarrassed to admit I had more than a few items that had been lurking in the mix since 2003. Somehow, “maybe I’ll wear it this summer” turned into ten years. Whoops.
I also went to a favorite cafe and sat with a glass of wine (first white of the year!) writing in my notebook. I don’t really care if the couple next to me knew that I was taking in every little word and analyzing their conversation. Um, people in their late twenties and early thirties: why do we pretend to own less Ikea furniture than we do? Whomever you’re trying to impress will find out eventually! Case in point: someone who came to my apartment for the first time once said, “Hey, I know this table!” It was actually a good ice-breaker.
No matter your profession, I think it’s really important to just free-write sometimes, whatever the hell pops into your head. It’s a form of meditation for me, but a meditation that is especially enjoyable with a cup of coffee or wine. I used to be afraid to go and have a drink by myself, but it’s really nice once in a while.
Sunday I did yoga and spent more time outside. I also managed to read a whole book. A friend had recently recommended a popular author whose work, for better or worse, bears that “airport best-seller” label, but I was glad I gave it a chance—there’s a reason some writers’ books can get you through a transatlantic flight, no problem. Good, engaging writing that lots of people like is not a crime! I need to remind myself of that every once in a while, lest I wander into lit-snob territory.
Are you good at relaxing? How do you like to unwind? Thoughts on Ikea?
After a night of crazy dreams, I woke up with practically no voice and still feeling achey and weird. Luckily no fever, despite the fever-dream-like nature of what I woke up from. I wasn’t surprised, but figured it was probably best to keep that sh!t out of the ICU today.
(Speaking of the ICU, I totally almost started crying yesterday when a patient I’d been following since they came in intubated and sedated was awake and talking to me—I must still be a bit hormonal/under the full moon spell).
Anyway…One nice thing about a sick day is getting to take your sweet time eating breakfast and checking emails in the morning. Who are we kidding, though? In a rush, I’d still have poured my made-ahead oatmeal into the almost-empty peanut butter jar.
I seem to be a bit hyphen-happy today, no?
For better or worse, I’m that person who can’t sit still. I always find things to do when I say I’m going to rest. I’ll be like, “I feel like crap. I think I’ll roast an eggplant.” Case in point, today I have revisions due for an article and a biochem exam to study for. I’ll probably end up working on those today, if from my bed.
Either that or I could just hang out and watch My Drunk Kitchen…
Are you good at resting on your sick days?
This month’s WIAW theme is sensible snacking. I don’t know about you, but I definitely need to eat between meals, especially on days I work weird shifts like 7-3 and then have things going on in the evening.
I’m not gonna lie—I am way out of my element in this Food Service rotation. Luckily, I’ve found that by pretending I’m totally calm and capable, I start to sort of believe it myself. I’ve been having a much better time than I thought I would! Being able to set my own pace and manage my time in a way that works for me is nice. Still, I miss being up on the floors and seeing patients. That face-to-face interaction keeps me energized throughout the day, so any chance to get out of the basement, I’m, like, “Let’s go!”
I’d thought I’d be spending more time behind a desk, but I’ve actually been up and about a lot, running between buildings doing a million things a day, so snacks have definitely come in handy. Here’s how I got through Monday, one of those lovely 7-3-ers. Luckily, I was able to get in a little lie-down in before I had to go back out for an evening event.
Snack: Baby carrots (unpictured)
Dinner: Leftover kabocha squash risotto, side salad because I forgot I’d already had salad
Do you like to snack between meals? If you do, what do you reach for?