School, Work, and Visualizing my future…

I think it’s definitely one of Murphy’s Laws that states “At exactly the same time you desperately need a day off due to hormone related exhaustion will be when everyone in their mother needs a rush job done”.  Ok, maybe not exactly but something in that neighborhood.

I’m so wiped out.  But I’m gonna have a coffee, breakfast and this stuff mom bought me that you mix with juice or whatever…it’s basically greens (blue-green algae and some other stuff I can’t remember and I’m not getting up to see right now) in a powder form.  I throw it and some juice and a banana in the Bullet (mixer) and make myself a smoothie.  It’s green.  The girls like to make lots of gross faces and noises but it’s not bad.  But I also like to drink things like Green Goodness.  When I was a kid, I used to think I had been a horse in a previous life (probably just an attempt to escape my own unhappy body for the moment) but I really enjoy eating these things that would be right up a horses alley.  I love greens (anything green, from different types of grasses (yes, they are in some of these drinks I get at the health food store, and when I am more awake I might remember what they are called)…I love oats…I love fruit…I can also eat an entire onion raw (something I’ve only ever seen done by horses).  Now, I’m not trying to prove that I was a horse (I don’t really believe that with quite the same intensity).  I’m just pointing out that I eat an awful lot of food that horses would enjoy sharing with me.

So, speaking of horses…I had a thought.  I’ve always wanted horses.  I want a small farm where I can have about 5-6 horses, as well as various other creatures.  But I never really made an effort to get what I want.  I never had a clear (I have some fuzzy ones) picture in my head of exactly what I want.  Now, according to both Maxwell Maltz (Psycho-Cybernetics) and Tony Robbins (Personal Power, Etc.) you must visualize what your goal is.  You need to give your own personal success mechanism a target in order for it to work.  And the personal success mechanism (I could be wrong on the exact term used, like I said I’m not awake and haven’t had coffee yet) is basically a more complex version of an animal survival instinct.  Animals are more simple, they only require that they find food, stay safe from predators and reproduce.  (Hmm…sounds like some men I know) But a human version is more complex due to the fact that we can choose what we want.  It is also compared to a guided missile.  You set it free with a target.  It receives input (positive - it does nothing because it’s still on course,  and negative - which causes it to make adjustments to get back on course) along the way and reaches the exact target that you told it to hit.  That is what the visualization of a goal is.  You visualize what it is you want.  Vividly.  You convince your mind that it’s real, you just haven’t gotten there yet.  And that is where you are headed.  And then you set yourself off in that right direction and you make adjustments when you get negative feedback telling you that you are off course.  Now, negative feedback is not your husband telling you that you are in idiot for wanting such a thing.  Or that you are out of your mind if you think you can handle that when you get it.  No!  That’s a negative asshole, you just smile and nod and keep going.  Actually, I’d say that is positive feedback in some cases.  At least in my experience, when I’m on course and doing what I feel is right, I’m being attacked from the outside (by him mostly) with things that he thinks will make me stop this insane behavior.  BUT if I realize it is what it is…positive feedback, then I can ignore it since I am on course and don’t need to make corrections.

I think I’m babbling now…I had a point to that whole paragraph.  Maybe after school and some food I can finish it.  Also my brain has so much in it I can’t type fast enough to keep up.  But basically…A horse farm is my goal.  I need to think about it vividly and hell..I’m an artist…maybe I’ll even draw what I want.  And make it my header on the blog so I see it every freaking day.  :-)


I need coffee and breakfast.  And it’s getting close to school time.  “How it’s Made” (on Discovery - GREAT program, btw) is going off in 25 minutes and then the girls will be ready for school.  Gotta run.

See ya’ll later!!
:)

I am so behind...

...on everything.

Hubby was home for a few weeks after getting laid off.  He was also using my computer to study for a course he needed to get licensed for the new job that he had actually gotten right before getting laid off.  That took two weeks.  Of course, if he hadn’t dumped scotch on his own laptop before he got laid off, then he wouldn’t have had to use mine but we won’t go there today.

I’m working like a fiend to clean this house up.  I honestly do not know why I can’t keep things under control when he’s home.  Perhaps it’s because he keeps interrupting, or he is demanding all of the house activity revolve around him?  Of course, it doesn’t, which ticks him off big time.  I swear he thinks that he’s the center of the  universe sometimes.

So.  He’s working.  It’s only classes this week really.  So he’s informed me that he will most likely be home tomorrow and Friday AND Saturday AND  Sunday.  *sigh*

He supposedly has 2 jobs.  One isn’t to start til next week and he’s not 100% sure he can even pull them both off.  I guess we’ll find out next week.

OH!  We started going to a co-op so the girls could take new classes.  Actually, we are following their ballet teacher and since the little one doesn’t want to take ballet anymore, she’s doing a science class at that same time.  She seems to have had a great time last week.  Maybe she’ll let me leave her in the room without me staying next to her this week. 


And I just re-remembered (yes I remembered earlier but sort of blew it off) that it’s my anniversary.  So I guess I should try to do something nice.  Not sure what when I have almost no money but I think I can come up with something.

I have a $10 gift card from Target…maybe I can buy something for his fish there.  He brought home 3 and put them in a small tank on the desk.  Then the female started spewing babies so we grabbed the Beta out and tossed him in a snifter glass since he was trying to eat all the babies.  Now he is in the glass looking miserable and the cat is watching it closely…and since they are his fish…buying him another small tank would be a gift for him.  right?  Oh whatever.  If all of these babies live, I’m gonna need to pull one of the 65 gallon tanks out of the garage and put it in here just for them.  There are tons of the little suckers.

Ok, I’m off to figure out what to get him.

Later!!

:)