Month: February 2005

Self Discipline

By / February 3, 2005

For the past couple of weeks Howard and I have been staying up too late almost every night re-watching CSI season 2. For the past couple of weeks my diet/exercise reigimen has been non-existent. I suspect that the first is a causative factor in the second. I need to be getting more sleep. I function much better when I’m not tired all day every day.

Sadly what this means is that I need to be exercising more self-discipline. I need to be getting up ontime each morning instead of hitting snooze until the last possible moment. I need to not touch my computer until the kids are off to school. Then I need to not “wander through” and check email 8 times a day. I don’t get that much mail and every time I sit down, I end up clicking on things just for the sake of clicking. I need to not read until the day’s work is done. I need to go to bed at bedtime even if it means no CSI for the evening.

“A place for everything and everything in its place” applies to time as well as things.

Journal Rambling

By / February 1, 2005 / 6 Comments

Every so often I click to check my LiveJournal UserInfo page.  At the top is a list of Friends.  Mostly it is full of relatives and close friends, but a few are people that I first met here and with whom I have had the opportunity to have a second point of contact. 

Also on the page is my Friend Of list.  I sometimes look at that ever-growing list and wonder who are these people who have decided that my journal is worth reading regularly.  On days when I’m feeling bored or clicky I sometimes browse through their journals to try to find out.  I did that just this past week.  I found that I’m not the only one with DVD player woes.  I found a fascinating discussion on the need for community in religion.  Perhaps the most surprising thing was the discovery that there are people who have me listed as a friend and don’t also have Howard listed.  This means that there are people here reading this entry who didn’t come via Schlock. I’ve had people tell me that my rambles were enjoyable, but somehow I still felt that whatever small fame I attained here was still mostly reflected glory.  Now I have proof that at least some of it was my very own little light.

One of the things I found in my journal rambles was a Writer’s Challenge.  This person challenged: “Describe a room so that the person who owns it is described without actually being present.”  That interested me so much that I decided to take up the challenge.

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