In the great tradition of Bar Hag, I begin.
It’s raining in Omaha. I’ve heard the rain may turn to snow this afternoon, but I’m not convinced. It’s pretty warm for snow today, even in Omaha.
This morning was day two of my YMCA adventure. Yes, I joined the Y. I briskly walk/slowly jog for one hour (about 4 miles). My legs and feet are sore, and I’ve developed a lovely pair of blisters on the back of my ankles. But I feel great! I decided to jumpstart my exercise routine to get in shape, not to lose weight. If I drop a few pounds, great. If my clothes become a bit baggy, that’s OK, too. But my main goal is to get healthy and stay healthy. I’m trying to be more conscious of my eating habits, as well.
Matthew had a spot-on analogy when describing the Grammy Awards: It’s like a bunch of popular kids in high school, throwing a party for themselves and only inviting the cool kids. This is one of the first years where I realized what a joke the Grammy Awards are. There are SO MANY OTHER artists in the past year who are leaps and bounds better than the crap that’s paid, um, excuse me, played on the radio. Eck.
My job search continues. I’m slowly losing hope.