The Rules

I think it’s time to do a rundown on them and see how I’m doing.

-         NO more cats. I’ve now driven by a few “free kittens” signs and have not fallen to temptation, I think we’re clear of that one.

-         NO tattoos for 10 months, incase I wanted to go that “”commemorative” route. See post below.

-         NO neck tattoos EVER. No problem.

-         NO puppies, P thought her Jack Russell might be in the family way with a Beagle. P’s dog wasn’t preggers, bullet dodged.

-         NO Face Book for 36 hours (I had a wild compulsion to post “Due to the upcoming zombie apocalypse we have decided on cremation”.) I never posted it and am sporaticaly back on FB, mainly to answer PMs or things people have posted to me.

-         No big changes of address, like moving to Saudi Arabia. Saudi Arabia, no problem…Tempted by Belgium ‘tho.

-         Don’t be afraid to get counseling/therapy. I phoned and left a message about getting some.

-         No men for at least a year. I still laugh at the idea.

-         Set alarm for a reasonable hour and get out of bed within 20 min of it going off. I’ve been waking up before my alarm goes off. I’ll be a happy girl the day I over-sleep.

-         No slopping around the house in pjs all day. Put on a bra, and get dressed. I do, and sometimes it’s even fancy gitch.

-         Breakfast, daily, before 10am. A bit of a problem here, my eating habits are pretty much in the garbage and breakfasts aren’t really happening.

-         Basic hygiene is mandatory, makeup is not. I put on a little bit of makeup for work the other day, I think that’s a good sign.

-         Check garden daily, weed and water as needed. My veggies and potted plants are well attended, the front garden not so much, It’s the one that contains the roses HE was waiting to bloom.

-         Shave legs every 3 days. More like “Nick my legs every 3 days”.

-         No assault charges. In fact lets change that to “No criminal charges”, and so far, so good.

Ok, so I’m doing pretty good.

I need to get my eating back on track. BHD I was eating pretty healthy but since cooking depresses me and I hate my kitchen to begin with I haven’t really been motivated to do much.

Also need to weed that front garden, its more weeds than visible flowers right now.

Problem is, most of those rules were from when I was in survival mode, I think I’m past that now? I mean they’re good rules to keep following but I’m past the point of seeing nothing but HIS death. I need to figure out my life.

 I need some rules on my finances. I’m too tempted to do retail therapy, part of me is saying “fuck it, HE died, you deserve to buy what you want”. Another part of me is well aware I need to be very careful/smart with what money there is to make sure I’ll be ok down the road. I’ll need to set some goals/deadlines about looking for more/better work, and different courses I can take…makes cleaning out the Basement of Doom seem fun filled by comparison.