Bikram

So this weekend I attended two Bikram classes, three hours of hot yoga in less than 24.

So I'm ready for the nun-chucks. I'm ready to kick some ass.

Use nun-chucks. Nun-chucks are good.

 "I decided to never invest too much emotion in one thing."
- Domino

On the positive

Reasons today is a better day than yesterday already:

1) It's not Monday
2) I woke up with my boy under my roof
3) I took him to school
4) There was no fire drill this morning, no burning flames in my InBox

That's enough for me right now.

A little IM mostly sums things up ...

I'm still having difficulty adjusting to my son's father's return ... of course he's unemployed again. It's ridiculous. We can't seem to get along, mostly b/c I have zero respect for him and don't believe he's a good role model for our son. Blarghity, blargh-blargh.

I'm very "black and white." I'm either completely passionate about something or I despise it. And both of those categories suck energy. So I'm trying very hard to put things I can't control into a "gray" bucket. Gray matter. Can't control it, so don't waste energy on it. Otherwise I'll drive myself bananas.

This is not easy discipline for me.

This song's title inspired my previous post title

Such Great Heights

Enjoy.

Such Great Heights

I was reminded of the movie Garden State this evening, particularly the scene where Zach drives away from the gas pump while the nozzle is still in his tank. Yeah, I totally drove away from the pump with the nozzle in my tank. Fortunately it didn't break (like in the movie) nor did it harm anything, like my car.

I couldn't find the full scene, but you can get a visual at 26 seconds into this trailer.

OMG, where is my mind these days? Guess I was in a hurry, and my mind was consumed by trying to be safe on the roads. Ha.

And yes, I'm admitting this on the Internet. Hi, Internet.