This week has been a go go go week. I have about a million sticky notes sitting on my desk that include both work related topics, blog related ideas and personal to do lists. It is that kind of week. It is confession time because these are coming easily….
Confession… I am kind of proud of my mentor recruitment success. I told you the start of the summer, in a new job, in a new place, they were asking for roughly 90 mentors. Kids, we have all the mentors we need. Phew, am I happy that the heavy recruiting period is over. Between presentations, emails, forums – I am maxed out. My work has been super nice about really giving me compliments and props for all my hard work.
Confession… I re-wear work outfits in the same week. I can’t remember the last time I bought clothes. Spending money on clothes is like the last thing on my mind so I seriously have had the worst fashion in the work place. I am a terrible stylista. Even worse, today I did one of my all time pet peeves and worse black shoes with a dress that had navy in it. Blue and navy are the death of me. I need someone to take me clothes shopping, oh and money to do that as well. Woof.
Confession…the amount of coffee I run off on a regular basis has gone up to three cups a day. Not that bad, I guess. However, after scooping out the last coffee grinds of my DD bag my parents sent me a little over a month ago that was meant to make over 150 cups – I realized my count for daily coffee was probably off. Coffee addict right here. At least its free! My 19 dollar coffee maker from Walmart three years ago wins again.
Confession…I am missing my young alumni homecoming at my school next weekend. Why? Because my mom is coming and honestly as much as I will miss seeing some friends, I am more excited to have my mom visit me for the first time in DC. Priorities people. She will have a car, we will have fun, it will be a whole three days of bliss.
Confession…I was literally laughing to myself on the metro this morning just realizing how much of a morning person I am. While everyone else is grumpy, sleepy and squinting to stay awake – I am bopping to my own beat with a coffee in my hand. Why do I love mornings? No idea, it could be the after effects of a runner’s high. I’ll go with it.
Confession… my kitchen blunders have been taking over. First, I nearly roasted my lite firm tofu to a crisp in the oven. Surprisingly it was good, it was like tofu chips. Delicious to say the least, that blunder I will repeat. The second was an attempt to make a protein bread, but a personal size one. I put in a packet of protein powder, 1/2 cup of egg whites, 1/4 unsweetened almond milk, baking soda and baked. Granted I realized I didn’t have a baking dish (wow fail big time) so I used a small dish. It was terrible, actually inedible. Gosh I will one day win in the kitchen. For now, I stick with roasting vegetables and boiling eggs. Lame but true.
Confession…I give the bitch face a lot on the metro. Sorry I’m not sorry, seriously. Today, this girl with a purse bigger than her body refused to move onto the metro because she couldn’t handle her bag and herself. Hello! The doors will close on my face, enter bitch face Alex to kindly remind her to get her little butt on the metro before I flip. I swear, public transportation should ban me. Bitch face is a constant appearance.
Confession…I get into work way earlier than I need to. I technically don’t need to be into work on Tuesdays thru Thursdays till 10 or 1030 am because we work till 7 pm but I usually still get there around 845/9 am. Why? I don’t know, I love the mornings, I like a fresh start, I like the office to myself. I may be crazy but a healthy dose of crazy is a good thing sometimes. Productive Alex in the am.
Confession…I have run out of lettuce, one of the few things I never ever run out of. This just shows how a. time crunched I am, b. how pathetic my grocery trips have been and c. the lack of food that is currently residing in my apartment. I have had popcorn and eggs way too much this week.
Confession…I feel weird calling my apartment a house or even my home. I have yet to call it either – no idea why but I always consciously call it ‘my apartment’.
Confession…this week I have had way too much diet coke, but FREE diet coke to say the least. Because of the mentor training there was a lot of extra soda so I have been having like a can a day. Not good Alex, I need to get the addiction out of my system again because I won’t have access to free soda all the time. Not proud of this one friends, not proud.
Confession…the mentor sessions are kind of tough. Not the material, or the people but THE TIME. They are from 530-7 pm at the schools, but the schools are each like 45 minutes or longer from my apartment meaning I don’t get home till around 8. Enter hungry Alex, crabby Alex and rushed Alex. I hope I get used to this.
New Modern Family = excitement. Need I say more?
Questions: What are your confessions this Thursday? What is a bad habit you want to break?