1300 calories a day for 14 days
3 group sessions per week
2 boot camps per week

This is what I’m starting tomorrow. An intense kick start 14 day program I’m doing with my PseudoSisters. I’m scared and nervous and excited.

Tomorrow is my first workout at 8:30am, then meeting up with Mandrea to work on roommate stuff then hitting the pool.

Tonight it was grilled veggies for dinner and the Emmy Awards and trying to just relax.

Let me start by sharing a spam comment that popped up this morning when I signed on.

“may I write sex with you blog?”

I dont care who you are. Starting a Friday off with a request for sex, from mostly ANYONE, brings a smile to your face!

Yesterday was fine. I cried. Two of the three owners reacted perfectly with equal parts dismay and support. The other owner was an interesting mix of relief and one hundered percent douchebaggery. Affirmation anyone? yup.

I’m excited about the new adventure. I’m not good at all with endings, which is surprising considering how fabulous I am with beginnings.  But the bandaid has been ripped off…really no. I take that back. Very few of the girls, my co-workers, know that I’m leaving. That will be the last bandaid. I’m not going to do any big announcement…let it happen organically and just go with the flow.

Going to spend some time with Hawk and Co. tonight, work a bar shift tomorrow night and just roll on into the next phase.

Today’s Note From The Universe:

Sure, there have been surprises. Some, not so fun.

But you have to admit, Misti, with hindsight, moving forward was actually easy.

Something worth remembering,
The Universe

And there have been surprises, Misti, that suddenly changed your entire life for the better, and there will be many more. Jumanji, baby.

Much to report. However, I only have time to give you the bare bones.

Yesterday I had a successful almost 2 hour interview with a new salon. I will be moving my clientele October 1st and begin my business at a place called Salon W. The website is about to be overhauled, and the salon is in the midst of a complete facelift. More on all of this.

I gave my letter of resignation to my manager yesterday. This morning, after an “emergency meeting” called by one of the owners, I will give it to them. I want to maintain the utmost level of professionalism and make this transition with as much grace and dignity as is possible.

Yesterday, after I got the job, I called my mom and started bawling. The kind of cry with the panic induced huh-huh-huh breathing. Total meltdown. But she said the words that I know in my heart.

If this wasn’t part of my plan, it wouldn’t have happened. There would have been many roadblocks and frustrations. I am excited about this new chapter in my story…and scared shitless. True Story.

Right now, I have to go get ready so that I can make this happen. Last night, I dreamed that I woke up at 11am. That I slept right through the meeting and the resigning and all of it. However, one of the other owners did the same thing! Apparently we were camping as a company. I don’t know either, guys.

what I do know, is I’m nervous to resign and tell them. Endings are never really my favorite thing. But if the Universe can send me that goonie goo goo stuff way in the middle of the night before I ever see it…well I know that I can count on you to send me energy and strength today too.

jumangi, baby.

I awoke this morning to 67 degrees.

I know it’s temporary. I know it is. But it’s just enough to kick start my energy levels and prep me for “My Time”…I love the beginning of Fall. Even the last hanging on warm temps in September…love it.

I think because for me it’s The Beginning.

School starting, and I don’t care how old you are, there’s still something about that first day of school. The first weeks. Everything that comes along with it…Friday night lights. Mmmmm, football.

Have you seen this? Do you know that I have a deep seeded secret smokin hot crush on this fella? Welp. It’s out now. Sigh. Anyways, seriously. It IS 8 minutes long. But it’s a beautiful tribute to how fast life goes, how to grab onto the memories as they happen, how we are all tied by a single time of the year. Watch it when you have time.

New tv. Gawd, we all know how much I love new and old tv. I’m ready for Modern Family to return. Castle needs to come back. I’m super psyched about Hawaii 5-Oh.

This weather makes me want a pot of Santa Fe Soup that I can share with Smurf and we can watch football on Sunday together.

It’s the knock at the door that opens up to Fall Fest, the State Fair, Halloween, Birthdays, the first snow, time changes, hustle and bustle, being crazy and thankful…full zoom into the holidays.

And then everything goes ass over feet into Crazyville. But now…this…this is just the knock. The promise of what’s to come…the precipice of all things new…change coming in with the grace of a bulldozer.

This morning, however, I’m on my couch. I’m sipping a hot cup of coffee. I’m meditating on the day and what it will bring. I’m watching Kikimama chase an imaginary woobie. God, I hope she catches it. Whatever you’re doing this morning…I hope you take a little time to enjoy the precipice. To embrace what’s coming. And to have a little faith…that the precipice and what’s coming…is beautiful.

For the majority of the weekend, between chores, and gardening, and making the leftover hot dog buns into herbed bread crumbs for the freezer, I have treated myself to binging on the entire season of Studio 60 On The Sunset Strip.

When this show was on the air, I was faithful, as I am with all Sorkin productions…and as with all Sorkin productions (save West Wing) this show only lasted 22 episodes. Of which I’ve snorted 13 since Sunday.

I love these people. I love the writing. I love all of it…makes me happy. I’m already mourning that I only have 9 hours left…

I’ve got the trash bins out to the curb. Cram packed with leftover ceiling bits from the repairs last week. Plus my actual trash. Sheesh…

The weather here is practically Fall Perfect. Cool breeze and 78 degrees at 7:30 pm. I’ve got my doors open and almost want a long sleeve t-shirt.

after the oppressive heat, which don’t fool yourselves…it will rear it’s ugly head several more times before it really cools off, it’s a nice break.

slept in clean soft sheets with no alarm set.

woke up with two kitties one at the head and one snuggled in the crook of my knees.

coffee and biscuits with my local peanut butter and honey bought yesterday while watching Mad Men. (i ate it while watching Mad Men. I didnt buy it while watching Mad Men)

worked the garden for fall. pulled out plants that haven’t been producing. cut back pepper plants that are producing. worked the soil with fertilizer and tons of water.

bought seeds to plant for my fall attempt at a garden.

brussel sprouts, lettuce, spinach, carrots, parsnips. as well as some catnip seeds to put in pots…everyone needs a treat.

groceries bought and put away.

dinner of a pork tenderloin with carrots and onions and new potatos in the crock pot.

laundry is THIS CLOSE to being caught up.

PseudoSis 1 is coming over tonight for dinner and a catch up on life session.

I feel accomplished enough to feel no guilt as I lay on the couch and watch Studio 60 on my Roku.

well dangit. my weekend in Little Rock didn’t work out. I’m trying not to be wonky about it, and just go with the flo but I am disappointed. There was just a lot going on. I worked three really long days in a row, was so tired I decided to drive early this morning. I’ll stay today and come home Tuesday morning. Mike had forgotten he was working at the Rep Monday and Tuesday, so really…the five hr drive would have only been for a few hours of facetime then I’d be back on the road tomorrow morning. GAH….

I’m looking at another weekend. I’m also looking at a weekend to go see Roger and Ma down in Ft Worth, and I need to get up to my family sometime soon as well…

I woke up this morning to find a dead locust and the last feet and tail of a mouse. there was another round bit but I didn’t look too closely when I swept it up. At least the cats are doing well.

I’m going to have come coffee and then I’m going to work on cleaning out the guest room’s closet.

maybe.

I don’t know if it is because I didn’t have Monday off, since we had class and other stuff going on…I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been super busy these past three days…I don’t know if it’s because there’s been so much in my head that I haven’t had any real good sleeping this week but DANG I am draggin today.

Coffee in the cup. Clean laundry drying in the dryer. I’ll be ready to face the day here in about another hour…

My house is getting put back together. The drywall guy has been here the last two days. He should be finished with the final texturing today. I will have to repaint…I can do it, I have the paint and I didn’t want to pay him for it.  I am going to have to call the insulation guy and see if he can come put some more in those two places that were cut away and that sucks but hopefully it won’t be too too much money.  I did get my last insurance check yesterday. SO…sigh. Now, I pay off the roofer. pay off the drywall guy. See how much I have leftover, and call around for a house painter…or maybe get a few windows installed? Hmmmm. Then I could use my tax money in the spring and hire the painting done…hmmm. we’ll see about that. Anyways…it’s a lot. And it’s slow moving. But I’m checking things off my list!

Have I told you what I’m doing this weekend? I’m driving to Little Rock to spend a day or two with my friend Mike and his sweet sweet family. Mike and I worked together in the summer of 97 and have been friends ever since. I haven’t seen him face to face since 2001 and our lives have changed a great deal since then. He has lived just a few hours east of me forever and I just decided life is too short to let another weekend pass without seeing him. He’s doing the 48 Hour Film Project. I won’t get there in time to really help with production or talent, but can watch post production and just generally hang around watching and sharing the same air. Our friend Shua was supposed to be here this weekend too. He lives a few hours north in Fayetteville. Work and Life have got the boy under their big greasy thumb and it looks like he won’t make the weekend. Which sucks. HE’s the reason I’m going! So…send out some love and light to him and perhaps the impossible will become possible.

Anyways, I’m not going to get much rest, but I am going to refill my heart and soul with friend time, I’m going to spend time with the woman who made him the Daddy he is today, and the sweet princess that rules their universe. I’m very excited about all of that.

Just writing about that made me a little more energized and happy.

Also, I want to mention this new fabulous thing happening in OKC.

My friend from high school, Tracey, is opening a restaurant. Not just any restaurant. A really freaking cool one. Local foods. Local farmers. Sustainable foods. Fresh menu that may change daily. This is from their website:

Ludivine was born from the idea of utilizing the best ingredients available to us from local farmers and ranchers. We use only what is in season to prepare a culinary experience that uses familiar ingredients to create dishes that speak not only to the palette, but to the whole person. We aim to design meals that release old memories and create new ones.

At Ludivine believe in cuisine that is started by the farms and ranches around us, then crafted especially for our guests.

GO look at what they’re doing…and when they open I’ll be there. And I encourage you to do the same thing!

“Release old memories and create new ones.” How beautiful is that? Seriously. I have more to say on this subject, and if you think I’m going to NOT beat this particular drum…you’re quite mistaken. I believe in this place and in these people and want everyone to know about it and support it!

Also…let’s look at this.

Another crazy week, and it’s only the 3rd day. There’s lots of rumblings and turmoil and figuring out going on in the work place…not just from me. But on the upside, it’s pretty busy and that make us very happy. The a/c is still broken, but the temps are down in the 90’s and while it seems ridiculous, it has made all the difference.

My drywall has been cut out and replaced. I came home to the bedroom and the big crack in the living room patched with fresh sheetrock. Today I am assuming he will tape and texture it. I’m going to repaint. The thing that I’m worried about, is this. Both of my dumpsters and one giant trashbag is full of stuff. Old sheetrock (which was moldy by the way) and loooooooooooooots of insulation. My new insulation that I had blown in in December. I’m worried that I need to have more blown in in those places…I woke up worrying about it. I woke up worrying about the mold and if the guy got it all taken care of…worry worry worry.

I’m about to send off the check for my roof and work on finding a painter for the house..that should finish up the repairs for the hail storm. Sheesh.

However…this is  a Love Thursday post. I am wrapping my head around change this week. Embracing it. Being scared of it. Being excited for it. Getting myself ready for it. And it’s not just me…it’s manymanymany of my tribe who are gradually sticking their toe in the water. There’s new relationships. New living arrangements. New animals (huzzuah Kizz!) New jobs and worrying about what they’ll be. Old jobs and wondering if that’s how it’s supposed to be.

So you see? It’s not just me. And it’s not all bad…But sometimes it IS all pretty scary. So today, I say to you, to myself, to all of us…Let’s do it. Let’s full on embrace it. Open up to the possibility. Close ourselves to the guilt. One step. Forward. Leap. And if you can occasionally remind me that it’s ok to be scared, that will help too. Because I get scared. And then I think, change is bad. If I’m scared of it…it must be bad…

And we know that’s not the case.

It’s Love Thursday, ya’ll.

woof.