Well, Gentle Reader, it's time to have what one of my former bosses called a "come to Jesus" chat with you, whereby I reveal that I have failed utterly in almost every one of the goals I've set in print here over the past year.
How have I failed? Let me count the ways:
1. I ate a pound of steak two days ago. Factory-farmed, energy-depleting, full-of-animal-fat, non-organic steak, probably inhumanely slaughtered, too.
2. I'm back on coffee. In fact, I'm up to two mugs in the a.m. Is my stomach killing me? Yes. Have I stopped? No.
3. Remember how I made fun of my materialistic new neighbors and their matching BMWs? Well, we're selling our station wagon, and are thinking of leasing -- that's right -- a Beamer. A wee one, but still. I like how they handle, and don't use much gas, and are presumably dependable.
4. I never complained much about this, because I figured, hey, I work from home so I'm there with my kids, but I am doing incredibly silly, soul-sucking work. Only some of the time, but still. To boot, I often work for the same big companies I'm ranting about in other parts of this site, companies who use iffy chemicals in their products. I know I have a mortgage and have to pay that $751.38 per month for healthcare, but still. It bothers me. I do have options, but they are limited in terms of income.
I won't go into the details of how all this happened, but let's just say it's an incredibly busy time, and social, and expensive. I'm rather stunned, myself, by the backsliding. Go ahead and let me have it. I'll hand out the stones.
~BurbMom
You are not a hypocrite, dear BurbMom, you are a human, slogging through the same economic mire as the rest of us. Give yourself a little break. You can always start to be perfect tomorrow. Perfect is boring, though. Enjoy your little sins. Life is short. I'll skip coffee, eat a local tomato, and keep the A/C at 78 today to take up your slack. You ain't heavy, you're my sister. CalGal
Posted by: CalGal | July 15, 2009 at 12:46 PM