Time to hit reset
It's been a while. After Easter weekend we had a huge blow up with the neighbors. They ended up calling the cops because a friend had a tire on the common driveway. It was so stupid and they've been acting like as*holes lately. Unreal. After that, the wheels really came off the bus. My stress levels were through the roof. My stomach was a churning mess for days. My workouts became non-existent and all I could think about was those as*holes and what they might do next. I took off on Monday to try and get a restraining order but it was denied. We ordered camera surveillance equipment for the house, that gets here tomorrow. Then I came up with the idea of mediation, but now I'm not sure I'm going to follow through on that. Ugh....So I spent most of the last week and a half completely stressing out and letting my life just go to sh*t. I got nothing done all week, no schoolwork, little grading, no planning, my desk was an absolute mess, piled high with mail. It was horrible.
But that all ended tonight. I came home exhausted, like I have been every night. I took a nap on the couch and while I was sleeping something changed. It did. I woke up determined to take control of my life back and not let those as*holes win. So I came in and went through all the mail on my desk. I dusted off my calendar and started entering things in it again. I have made to-do lists and checklists. I have a plan for the weekend and I'm feeling like I'm back in control of things. I have a lot to catch up on, but with a little diligence I can do this and I will do this.
What this whole nonsense has done is put a firm timeline on our exit strategy. 18-24 months and we are gone. We have a good, solid plan and now it's just a matter of making it happen. The primary factor is my Ph.D. I have got to get that finished so we move that to the top of the list. So work on that will now become a priority. I need to keep focused on that.
Over these last 2 weeks too my workouts have been non-existent and my eating has been awful. Time to get back on track again. I'm going to start hoping on the treadmill in the mornings and tracking all my food. Time to get my sh*t together and lose this freaking weight. I can do anything I put my mind to and this is what I choose to put my mind to. I'm going to start running again. It will not be fast and it will not be far, but I am going to run. I figure it will help me lose weight and once I lose some weight the knee will get better.
Okay, now that I have my life firmly back in my hands, I'm getting tired. It's not even 9 pm yet and I'm ready for bed. That's not a bad thing. Time to take control again.