Living the Happily Ever After

So the gentle Groblek was like so have I missed you getting up to hit the exercise bike lately?  This morning.  Answer is no.  I haven't used the exercise bike since last Tuesday.  I gave blood later Tuesday, and I used the knowledge that they were going to tell me not to exercise for a while to prod myself, and told myself that I'd get on the bike Friday and that would make my 2.  No such luck.  Don't even remember why.

I did go to yoga last week, so if I'm counting that I got my 2 times exercising in last week, and if not I need to pick up and get back on board.

Monday was a holiday, and I felt like crap.  A combination of allergies of doom and what appears to be a chest cold, and Kosh getting up not really early, but before I was ready for him to do so.  No exercise that wasn't part of getting somewhere.

I did yoga Tuesday, but still wasn't hitting the bike this morning.  I was feeling like getting away for the cube at lunch, so I got some dancing in my usual secluded spot (I'm apparently a bit closeted about solo dancing) was unavailable, and I may have to seek something else (there was a group from work playing bocci ball (I think) close enough to keep it from being secluded), but I found another one, and danced to 3 songs:
No Such Thing-Kathy Mar (slow gentle beat kinda short) very pretty, and sad song
Rufty Tufty-Newcastle Country Dancers (Pryankster disk) (easy ECD)
Goldfish in a Blender-Mary Carves the Chicken (alternative country?) I really enjoyed this group when I lived in Tracy it's like liberal country with a dose of reality.

I find ghosting 3 for Rufty I seem to switch gender in the dance.

I'm back on FB I think I'm still on less than before lent, but it's good to see how some of the folks I don't see elsewhere are doing.

I'm finding judgement creeping in on my internal monologue again, but I'm working on it.

I got an app in for a Spec II job that I think I'd be good at on March 15th, but I haven't heard anything back yet.  I also need to figure out how to test for Spec II. (The job would take a Spec I, which suggests that if I went in as a Spec I (my current label) I could expect an in place promotion once I was eligible, while it is possible that this could happen in my current position it seems unlikely, I will have to ask about it though).

I've been enjoying reintroducing myself to sweets since Easter.  I'm trying to keep my daily dosage low, and I haven't done exactly what I described to myself, but I'm still doing reasonably well.  I knew having a little would be harder for me than having none.  I may have to make the break from sweets a normal thing.  I don't think it really fills a spiritual space for me, but I could stick with the post Christmas/New Year's through Lent.  Will see.

I've got a bit of writing swirling around in my head.  Nothing I'm going to put out for the world anytime soon, but it's something to let the brain twiddle on while other things need doing, and hopefully get down somewhere.

Running late as usual, but I've made progress on one.

I've been dismissive of resolutions in the past, and I'm not so sure that they'll hold this time, but I'm more likely to do something if I tell the world that I will, so we'll see how it goes.

On the health front I'm resolving to exercise for the sake of exercise twice a week.  That is to say that I won't count the walking or biking that is part of my commute, or other to get me somewhere transportation, or dance practice which I do to be social, and to be ready to faire.  I may make an exception for bike rides over 6 mi that also get me somewhere.  Since at that point I'm deciding to bike for exercise, and using it to get somewhere, but since I can get to most places in Davis in under 6 mi, and Sac is 13 mi it's not likely to make a big difference.

So far this has been 10 minutes on the exercise bike which I've done for the past 3 mornings.  It's not a lot, but it's better than not doing it.

On the mental side as you may have caught on facebook I would like to become less judgmental.  And I'll start by letting go of the thought that judgmental should be pronounced with a g like jug or good with the way it's spelled rather then the soft g that would be properly suggested by "judgemental" which I understand to be a misspelling.

My problem with this one is that I'm not really sure where to start.  I know that concrete measurable goals are more likely to be accomplished, and I'm not sure how to break this one down. 

I think I'll try spending time thinking about why I'm judging something at least once a week when I find myself being judgmental, and trying to figure out a more constructive response.  I may steal BettyBaker's idea of posting about my progress on this one regularly on facebook. I've managed to make myself do things a couple of times that way.

In the career front I want to have at least one application out to a promotion (either at the CEC or elsewhere) that I want, and think I could get by July.  July will be a year in the current position, and I think I spent too much time in one place in Grants and Loans.  I enjoyed my time there, but it made the transition into this one difficult.  Since I don't intend to retire from the current position this means I should keep myself moving up as much as I can, but I tend to get lazy about this until something kicks me into gear, so this is me trying to kick myself into gear.  This seems vaguely greedy since I have a number of friends who are un or under employed, but I figure I can help everyone more if I have more resources.  There's my Methodism showing.  Earn all you can, save all you can, (something I'm forgetting), to give as much as you can.

To this end I've done some poking at what I'm able to apply for, and what tests are available, but I'll have to put more into it by a good bit unless something decides to fall in my lap.  For those of you who know the state service better than me I'm an Energy Commission Specialist I (TED) and make about $5100/month I'm open to suggestions.


Of course the standard goals still apply. 
Be a good mom, wife, Pryankster, friend, co-worker, and Methodist in varying orders depending on my mood, and take good care of myself, or at least try not to make it too hard for Groblek.