I DID IT!

I did it!  12 inches sent to Locks of Love... I feel about 20 pounds lighter and my neck is kind of cold this morning!

Life Update in 10 sentences (or maybe 12)

1. WE GOT THE HOUSE! Waiting to close so we can move in!!

2. I applied for a Case Coordinator position with West Fork Services, which would mean I would have to leave the radio station, which is something I don't especially want to do, but for better money and using my degree it seems like a no brainer.

3. HUNGER GAMES WAS FREAKING AWESOME.

4. Wes lost the keys to his truck a month ago and still hasn't found them, I'm really wishing that "accio keys" would work right about now.

5. It's a mere 3 days before pay day and there is still money in BOTH my savings and checking accounts, I'm growing up... or something.

6. I made roasted brussel sprouts last week and LOVED them... my mom thinks I'm weird.

7. I am going to chop all (or most of) my hair tomorrow, it's time.

8. I need some tips on how to motivate myself to clean and pack... because I hate it. (Mommy where are you?)

9. I'm at that point in the year where I am kind of jealous of people who are physically capable of tanning... as Tori said yesterday when I walked into work with a skirt on, "Damn look at those white legs!"

10. Umm... opening day is NEXT WEEK. YAY BASEBALL!

Update

We found a house... a pretty awesome house at that.  But I still had that gut wrenching I'm going to puke feeling every time I thought about BUYING said house.

Last weekend mom came to town to look at the house with me.  AND because my parents are sometimes occassionally always super awesome... my mom dropped the bomb that dad would be willing to purchase the house as an investment property and we could pay rent and if we so chose eventually purchase the house from my dad (you know when I'm old... like 30... and have my stupid credit cards paid off **UGH**).  So, dad decided he was going to the bank to discuss this on Monday.

Sunday came around... got a text at 10 am and dad was going to the ER.  Selfish terrible Bethany's first thought was "he won't be able to go to the bank." I'm a terrible person.  Well, dad was admitted to the hospital for an infection in his leg.  HOWEVER... my wonderful dad spent the time in his hospital bed getting things organized and arranged to put an offer on the house... from his hospital bed! 

The offer was submitted on Tuesday and we should find out sometime today if it was accepted... AHHH! I'm freaking out, I'm not a patient person anyways and this is not helping... fingers and toes are crossed.

I think I might start losing my hair soon...

Losing my hair wouldn't be all that bad... I've got a ridiculous amount of it anyways.  But I might start losing it because I'll be pulling it out myself.  This is how I feel.....

Yea.  Last week our landlord told us that she wanted to move back into the house on May 1st.  Granted that gives us quite a bit of time to find someplace else to live BUT... we have pets.  My uncle lives with us.  This rids us of the opportunity to get a simple apartment.  We need a house. Do we rent? Do I try to get a loan to buy? Do I try to get a loan for a small amount to just buy on contract? AHHHHHHHH.  The thought of buying a house makes me feel sick to my stomach and I feel like my entire body tenses up just thinking about it because it makes me feel STUCK.  Stuck in Humboldt for the next 30 years (yay mortage!).  I'm not saying that being stuck here for 30 years is a bad thing, I'm not saying that I wouldn't be happy here.  But right now, I'm not sure that is what I want.  I'm 24... I have options right?  The stress is kicking my butt.  My fibro is not being very nice to me right now and it SUCKS.  A simple answer would be nice but I fear that there isn't one.  

"You don't like to run because you're too out of shape to do it."

I've always been a chubby kid.  Always.  I remember wearing size 14 jeans in 7th grade.  Ouch. That memory hurts.  Not as bad as another memory.  I had a teacher in 6th grade, let's call him Mr. M.  He was an avid runner as was his entire family.  I said in class one day that I didn't like to run and his response was, "You don't like to run because you're too out of shape to do it."  Who says that to a 6th grader?  Really... jerk.

Most people gain weight when they go to college.  I did not.  I actually lost weight my first year of college thanks to an awesomely gigantic salad bar that Gustavus had.  I transferred after my first year, got my heart broken, and started working at Happy Chef (read pancakes, biscuits & gravy, and bacon galore).  I gained back most of the weight that I had lost that first year.  Junior year I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia and the pain/depression/suckiness took over and I was not into the idea of working out on top of working two jobs and going to school.  My fibro meds made me not hungry and lose weight which was nice... probably not healthy.

I graduated from UNI with having gone to the rec center a random 15ish times throughout my 3 years there... that was a fail on my part.  After graduation I got a job at a residential treatment facility for teenagers which required lots of physical exertion (cough getting the crap beat out of me by teenagers on a daily basis) so working out was not really super necessary.

Last February we moved to Humboldt.  I was waiting tables so I was up and moving around a lot so that kept the weight off.  However, in August I started a desk job... blech.  Weight has been gained, jeans are too tight and Bethany is not happy.

Enter my new plan.  I found a dress that I love and want to buy for my lovely friend Katie's wedding in August.  Problem... they don't make it in my size.  I have already been trying to eat a little bit healthier and making more positive food choices but something else must be done.  Enter the Couch to 5k.

This program is supposed to take you from being a couch potato to being able to run a 5k in 9 weeks.  9 weeks!  If I start on Monday then I will finish the week of March 18th.  Crazy? Perhaps. Hopeful? Yes.  Plan... start to like running.  Go to Webster City and run by Mr. M's house and flip him the bird :-)

Picture for Motivation

My life is ruined.

I love McDonald's Chicken Nuggets.  No, I'm not 6 years old.  And No, I don't eat them often, there's not even a McDonald's in Humboldt but once in a while I get a hankering for some McNuggets (okay, that sounded way dirtier than intended.  I do not think I can ever eat McNuggets again :-(

Can You Guess What McDonald's Food Item This Is?

Life = Ruined :-(

78 out of 168...

**Beware, I did math**
This is my first week where I'm working my full weekend shift at West Fork Services.  That means I am working 78 hours this week. (And I won't have another day off until Saturday January 27th :-() But there is 168 hours in a week so that still leaves me 90 hours that I won't be working.  BUT... if I sleep 8 hours a night that takes away another 56... leaving me with 34 hours of non committed time this week.  Math is giving me a headache, but let's just say come Monday night when I get off work at 5 pm... I will probably be tired, grouchy, and maybe not very nice!
When I was in college I worked 3 jobs, had a rather active (cough at the bar at least 3 times a week cough) social life and took 18 credit hours and seemed to manage it fine.  Now I go to bed at 9 pm almost every night.  I think I'm getting old!

Another thing that I'm not so much looking forward to this weekend is packing both a lunch and a dinner for Saturday and Sunday.  I think I need to go to the store and pick up some travel worthy foods... But I did get a lunch box the other day and have a set of 16 lids and containers waiting to be picked up at the Post Office (Got a 32 piece Lock & Lock set from Woot for 20 bucks, score!).  Hopefully it won't be as difficult as I'm anticipating!