31 weeks of grace

Last week was ugly. I need to pare down and see how I can do with fewer tasks this week:

1. Lit review off to advisor. Paperwork into IRB

2. One query letter out. Thinking Penguin.

3. Yoga and Bellyfit

4. House party ready

5. Drop off info to one studio

6. Seam

7. Pumpkin clause

I also need to remind myself of why I'm doing this. I have four basic desires I mentioned my first week. I think I need to unpack them.

I want to be happy. I want to be pleased with the things I do. I want to mean what I say and do what I tell myself I'm going to do. I want to feel comfortable in my skin and enjoy it with someone who is completely sure that I am someone he never wants to live without and let's me know it every chance he gets. I want to be secure and fulfilled in my job, finances and relationships.

I want to be tiny. I want mediums to start being baggy. I'm enjoying that feeling with the larges, but I want the letter L banished and to welcome S. I want to be able to behave like a 40s movie star: leaving trails of champagne cocktails and beautiful men in my wake and curling up to someone suave who smells like heaven and dances like a dream.

I want to do things that I think are amazing. I want to swing on a trapeze. I want to do tricks on silks. I want to make my own dresses. I want to create and publish. I want to add beauty to this world and have a fabulous time doing it.

I want to be healthy. I want the weight on the scale to be a number my docs and I are comfy with. I want to eat for hunger.

I want to deal with stress and malarkey in a manor that is conducive to my well being. I want a good night's sleep.