Sunday, February 23, 2014

100


100
Well it’s been a couple of weeks again since I wrote.  Tonight’s 30 minutes of time for me (see my last entry) are writing this entry.  It’s been an absolutely manic last couple of weeks.  School has really taken its toll recently as project deadlines loom and exams are going on last week and this week.  On top of that, last week was probably the busiest week of work I’ve had since I started at Victoria's Secret in September.  Tons of deliverables and presentations.  Fortunately things went quite well and I was able to catch up on some sleep this weekend.  One more crazy week and I should be in the clear for a while.  March should be good with food tasting for the wedding, Spring Break (no classes that week for OSU, yahoo!), and hopefully things will settle down at work.
On to today’s topic.  So I’ve heard people say they can never go to Target without spending at least $100, no matter what they had on their list going into the store.  I’ve experienced this myself, especially as a new homeowner.  But it’s not Target that’s getting me lately.  It’s Lowe’s!  We have a Lowe’s just down the street so we go quite often.  Anissa and I are like lost puppy dogs in there.  We can’t find anything and we pretty much have no clue what we’re doing (but we are starting to figure it out).  So I thought I’d share our latest trip to Lowe’s including what we bought that contributed to our $100 tab this time.
Initially, we just wanted to get a couple small sample jars of paint.  We’ve been testing colors in various rooms throughout the house and hope to start painting rooms as soon as next weekend.  We are so excited!  For our family room we are going for a peachy-beige-like color which should go well with the fireplace and our furniture.  In the kitchen we want a light green.  Unfortunately, the first sample we got was more like mint chocolate chip ice cream green so we are still working on just the right tone for that room.  Also, the kitchen is tarnished with 7 (yes, SEVEN!) oil paintings of what we assume are fruits, except the fruits portrayed don’t grow on the same vines (or vines at all).  We will have to prime these parts of the wall before we can paint them.
I am just impressed that the seller managed to get 7 of these on the walls of our kitchen.  I can't stand looking at them!
 
We are probably going to do some sort of tan or yellow color for the dining and living rooms (they are white right now).  We’ve settled on our colors for the bedroom with a very pale blue for 3 walls, and a darker blue for an accent wall.  It’s kind of amazing how quick we’ve landed on colors; now comes the hard part - actually painting!
It's hard to tell because the lighting in our bedroom is terrible, but we are going with the bottom right color for 3 walls, and the top right color for an accent wall.
 
Of course, 4 small jars of paint at $3 each doesn’t get you to $100.  So what else did we buy?  First, we had to buy a new grill cover.  This Saturday we were able to break out of our Ohio hibernation since it was sunny and 55 degrees.  I can now see my driveway, get to my mailbox, and not worry about making it safely out of my neighborhood.  Finally, a break from Mother Nature (she’s been a bitch).  We opened our blinds to the deck on Saturday morning and realized our grill cover was gone.  I searched the yard and it was nowhere to be found.  We did have some blustery winds (and a tornado 15 miles north of here a few days ago) so it must have just been whipped away.  We also picked up another full-size gardening shovel (thanks to Mo for giving us our first) and an 18-inch hand saw.  We’ve got some bushes on our side yard that think they are trees.  The following picture doesn’t do them justice.  This was from early spring and they actually ballooned even bigger by mid-summer.  Oh, and btw most of that grass isn’t even our yard (we’re the terrible neighbors!).   They need to go in a bad way, and we need to start cutting them down before the weather turns for good and they start growing/blooming again. 
These damn plants have caused us so much agony.  I cannot wait to get rid of them.  Any ideas on what to put in their place?  This part of the house gets very little sunlight...
 
Throw in some outdoor light bulbs and a refrigerator filter and you’ve got yourself a nice little tab there.  The funny thing is, I feel the same way I do when I leave Target after over-spending.  No regrets, I’m just excited for all the projects we’ve got coming up.  I can’t wait to start putting some personal touches on this house!
For the record, other places I generally go into with good intentions and can’t leave without spending more than I planned:  Macy’s, California Pizza Kitchen, Banana Republic, Marcella's and usually Kroger.  Where do you overspend?

Monday, February 10, 2014

30


30

This entry is going to be a little less numerically focused than my last.  It really just stems from another one-off conversation I had with Anissa.  We were on our way home from an errand (okay, you got me, we were headed home from picking up a pizza at Donatos) and reflecting on what a manic Sunday it had been.  We got up and at it at a normal hour, 9am, and it was just go, go, go the whole day.  So we’re in the car and I just start talking out loud.  I know Anissa loves me because instead of letting me converse alone, which can be dangerous, she usually reacts to the haphazard thoughts spewing from my mouth.  I asked Anissa if she thought we’d be any happier if we had a longer day, say 28 hours.  After some back and forth, we both kind of agreed it probably wouldn’t make us happier.  We’d sleep a little more, but also work more.  We would be expected to be even more productive and we’d still be stressed out.  Then Anissa said, “I wonder what would happen if we just had an extra 30 minutes; that would be a cool little experiment.”  And it got me thinking about an entry I wrote a few months back where I contemplate what I’d do with an extra 8 hours in a week.  It made me think, what would I do with an extra 30 minutes each night?  Or what should I let myself do for 30 minutes each night?  Well tonight, the answer is easy.  I’m blogging for 30 minutes.  I love doing it.  It helps clear my mind.  It’s relaxing. 

One other thing I have only (relatively) recently come to enjoy doing is reading.  Ironically, I started to really get into reading about a year before I went back to school for my MBA and now, I read so much for school that I actually cannot fathom the thought of reading anything more.  However, once I am done with school (hopefully only another 15 months!) I am really looking forward to getting back into it.  I’ve got a long list of books lined up that I’ve been wanting to start.  I am actually taking school off this summer for the wedding, so I’m hoping to squeeze in some quality time with the Kindle.

Now let me side-step this topic to provide a little more context.  The past month or so has been a rough one for me.  Anissa and I were both very sick for most of January.  No joke we were pretty much under house arrest for several days each and there were more than a few days of work that were hard just to get through because of how crappy we felt.  Couple that with a new year, wedding planning, a car accident, some personnel changes at work, and a large course-load of evening classes and suddenly I have absolutely no time.  This all really hit me hard this past weekend.  Anissa and I had pre-Cana all day Saturday this weekend and then did chores/errands/school Saturday night.  I knew that I had to spend at least a solid 10-12 hours on schoolwork on Sunday.  Knowing what Saturday and Sunday would hold, this left Friday night for Anissa and I to do dinner and watch a movie, which was a fantastic night.  But what did I not do this weekend?  I didn’t work out once and it’s been well over a week now since I’ve even done an at-home workout.  I didn’t go to church.  And I had no time for most of our house stuff (simple cleaning, let alone getting to any projects or things that need fixed).  I was sitting on the couch last night at 10pm wondering what the hell happened to the weekend.  It’s a horrible feeling going into the work week knowing you are so far behind in absolutely every aspect of your life: work is piling up, school is bearing down, you feel unhealthy, and you can’t live up to any personal commitments.  This might be one of the lowest points I’ve had since I started back to school. 

So let me bring my pity party back to the main topic.  I am committing to myself at least 30 minutes each morning or evening to do something for myself.  To read.  To write.  To pray.  To think freely.  To stare aimlessly at the TV.  To just lay on my back with my eyes shut and reflect.  One of the things I learned from the priest who will say our wedding mass in July, Father Charlie, was that Anissa and I need to put our relationship first, even before any children we might have.  This might sound selfish at first thought.  But how can we take care of our children if we haven’t taken care of ourselves?  Upon further thought it makes a lot of sense.  So my 30 minutes is an attempt to put myself first amidst the chaos of my current life.  An attempt to bring some sanity to a manic day.  A chance to relax and breathe.  I deserve it.  And so do you.