And So We Begin

Today is the official start of my Happiness Project. To be totally honest I didnt even know it until about five minutes ago when I checked the date...I thought that June had thirty one days. Seriously, at work last night I was wondering if today or tomarrow would be July first so I said that little rhyme about the months, apparently I got it wrong:
Thirty days have Sempember, April, May and November All the rest have thirty one, except for February which has twenty eight.
Its actually supposed to go :
Thirty days have September, April, June and November All the rest have thirty one, except for February
It has another line about leap years, but I just dont see the point.
Since I havent posted in a while I'll just do a quick review of the past week or so.

1st ) I went to my sister's birthday party down in Chico and woke up the next morning outside on a blow up matress with a wicked hangover.

2nd) I never got a call back from my interview at Bank of America, so I geuss thats a no go. what a bummer

3rd) I went to the lake with my boyfriends family and tried to wake board. I got my ass out of the water but then would quickly do a face plant. I dont think I have ever had that much water up my nose before.

4th) I started trying to find a job in Santa Rosa for the move down there in October.

And that brings us to today. July, month one
The month of July in all about Energy

1.       Energy

·         Healthy Eating

·         Exercise

·         Act like the person you want to be

·         Sleep and Wake Up

·         Cleanliness. Be Organized

·         Finish tasks

Ok, to be fair, I didnt know it was the first day until rather recenlty. But I have been doing alright with the eating healthy part. I had a salad when I woke up. Weird I know, but where is breakfast defined as pancakes, cerel, or eggs? Plus, I bought this huge container of salad and I am determined to eat it all before Sunday. Salad goes bad so quickly. What the shit was I thinking?
As for the exercise part I am currently on my fourth day of doing nothing but sitting inside, doing homework on my laptop, and watching TV episodes of "Anthony Bourdain, No Reservations" on Netflix. I lead an eventful life. At least Rizzoe (my bad attitude chihuahua) likes these life choices. I think she sleeps for 90% of the day. She wakes up every once in a while to hump her teady bear, which used to be a valentines present, eat the cat's food (she refuses to eat her own) or sun bath by the window.
I know that I was wanting to go the gym four times a week, but that would mean renewing my gym membership. Seeing as that would mean paying for about fourth months of back fees and an opening fee I cant do that. Im waaaay too poor, I can hardly afford gass before my next pay check. I only have sixty dollars in my bank account and over a week before I get my next check. Im so pooor, not like I mind too much, I pride myself at being good at being poor. Its a skill set.
But I do want to start working on my uper body. I have a seriously bad case of spagetti arms, crap.
I geuss that means Im going to have to roll off the couch and go for a run, and do some yoga. Im pumped man, can hardly wait.
"Act like the person you want to be?" I think tonight at work will be an excellent training zone on this one. When Im at work I have about an hour of being happy, energetic and personable. And then I check the clock and see that its only been an hour and I immediatly feel drained and tiered and misserable. Shit! speaking of which I need to find someone to cover my shift tonight, my moms having a pary. ....alright well, I sent a text out to see if anyone can take it.
Off to a bad start on the wake up early and go to bed early front. I went to bed past midnight last night and woke up at around nine this morning. I honestly dont like waking up late. It makes me feel like a bum, I mean, its a waste of, maybe, the best time of the day. Morning is really magical time. The air is cool and dewy. Almost like it went to sleep too, and woke up new, still a little wet from birth. Its quiet out, with the occasional car door slamming closed at the hand of the early commuter. And the light is gentle and quiet. Its a peaceful time.
Cleanliness is bombing. My room is a mess. the house is a mess, I am a mess.
"Finish tasks?" Im doing pretty good, took my car in, fixed my bank account...in need to make another to do list.
Ok so today I am going on a two mile run, doing yoga for one hour, doing some core workouts, cleaning my house, walking Rizzoe (she really needs to get out more, maybe it will help her social skills?) doing homework, and going to mi madres part'ay.