Working on Weekly Resolutions

So, anyone who sees my facebook noticed that I've decided to implement weekly resolutions instead of trying to live up to my annual ones. This week has been pretty successful, as I practiced Irish dancing everyday this week except tonight, due to my dad's sleep concerns, but 20 minutes a day of vigorous dancing had made my legs REALLY tired.

I got paid today, and all the money is pretty much gone...that's okay.

I'm looking at a place tomorrow to rent. It's $580 a month including utilities about 2 blocks north of Colorado College. It meets my desires of being far enough away from home to really get away from my family, but at the same time not so far from work that it's really difficult to make it there on time. Sure, if I pick it, it'll mean an extra 20 minute commute, but I could live with that.

I filed my taxes for this year already...which is good. I get over $1600 back, so that makes me REALLY happy. I found a good use for some of that money. I'm going to get a $30 pair of light slacks tomorrow and some red shoes. I'm taking Thom out for his birthday dinner to a nicish restaurant on the north side of town, but not a place that's really formal, so he doesn't feel under-dressed, like he did the last time I took him out to the Cheyenne Mountain Resort. I also got him a book on how to survive ninjas, since he's taking karate, a scented candle (my task is to keep buying those until I figure out his favorite smell, since he's made the mistake of telling me his favorite animals, movies, and flowers), and some Lindt chocolates. Plus I'm going to write a short, yet sappy card about how thankful I am that he can put up with me as much as he does---anyone who really knows me knows that I'm hard as hell to live with in any sense, and the fact that he manages at all speaks volumes.

I've come to the point where I can mope around, or I can challenge myself to be and do better, in that respect and others. I've chosen the latter. Instead of moping around, I'm going to generally invite him out once a week and do my damnest to win him over without being a sack of potatoes. Exceptions are the next two weeks--his actual birthday he should spend with family and closer friends, and after that it's Valentine's day, and I don't want to show the presumption that I'm all over him for that. I may send flowers on Valentine's day, but not much more because I think that would make him uncomfortable.

Work this week was kind of tough on me physically...headaches 3/5 days, and a lot of muscle strain in my neck and back. On top of that, my PTO situation gets worse. It was fixed to where I had 12.27 hours, but on Friday that dropped to 11.84 instead of going UP to 15.32. Ugh.

I need to work on some history--I was doing really good getting ahead, and this week has not been good for that. I also need to clean up/out my room. It'll be on the agenda between seeing the place/getting my outfit and spoiling Thom to a dinner he deserves.

Does it help that I'm smiling thinking about him laughing when he reads his book or the smirk he'll (hopefully) get on his face when he opens his presents? That one little smile is worth far more to me that any cost. I'd bankrupt myself if it meant seeing that smile once. Where did my heart and mind of ice go?

Wherever they went, I hope they don't come back....