In Theory, This is Supposed to Work

My mom's taking on a new diet. For the umpteenth time, although she seems more determined this time. After having spent several hundred dollars over the course of the years on exercise equipment and diet plans, she's finally taking the initiative herself. I'm happy for her, really, but I can't help but wonder how long this epiphany will last. It's always been a never ending cycle of wanting to lose weight, sticking to a plan, and then ditching the plan for a cheaper, self-motivated one. Although, she has told me she lifts weights and does crunches in the mornings before work so hopefully that's a good sign that she'll stick to her guns this time. New Year's Resolution in effect five and a half months after the fact. Oh well, better late then never.

I'll admit, I myself have tried slimming down on some things. Drinking one soda can instead of two, eating a salad for lunch/snack instead of candy, eating more appropriate portions for a meal. It's not much, but perhaps better than before. I know if I add in exercise I will see and feel the difference. Need to find motivation, though.

So, in other news, I graduate in three weeks time. Although it's funny because I walk a few days before my actual finals. I'm not exactly sure how that makes sense. The date was picked based on the region I'm in, so I'm going to assume other regions in SoCal have the more appropriate walk after finals. I haven't decided what I'm going to do afterward, like have a party, just hang out with friends, or a nice dinner with my mother. I'm supposed to pick out graduation announcement cards today. We're ordering them online but there are about a hundred different choices. Which is way too many choices; I get impatient fairly easy. It's just one of those things, though, that I have to grit my teeth and sit down and do.

On a stranger, and slightly irritating, note, I've been waking up around 5 and 5:30 for the past week and then toss and turn until my alarm goes off at 8. I can't go back into a nice, deep sleep in those three hours and the rest of the morning at the office just goes by in a daze. Last night broke that habit when I woke up at a quarter to 4. Well, I shouldn't say "woke up"; I was in a semi-conscious state the entire time because I could tell when I rolled over in my bed. I must have been moving for that entire duration because when I "woke up," my bed was annoyingly uncomfortable. Of course, I could've slept in a bit since my mom had a meeting at 6:30 later today. She doesn't normally take me to the office on days she has HOA meetings, but she always makes sure I still wake up at 8 to start the day early. Might have to take a good 30 minute nap later today, the caffeine from the coffee is starting to wear off.

My brother asked me a couple days ago to register for Comic-con this year so he could get tickets. Just, out of the blue. HOLY SHIT WHAT I'M EXCITED If he's going with me, he's dressing up. Just sayin'~