Young, Broke and Fabulous

Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Today is the day that I finally commit to making the changes I always swear Im going to make. I will start working out, no excuses. That savings account with a steady balance of $75 will start to grow steadily and regularly, at least $100 a paycheck, not to be touched. I will stop shopping on Ebay, Overstock.com, Perpetualkid.com…..and all of the other online retailers I am so addicted to. I will have my apartment set up completely by the end of this weekend, which includes moving all of my stuff out of the house I shared with the scum sucker basement dwellers. I will drink fewer alcoholic beverages, especially beer, and Ill try to keep it to the weekends. That sounds like a pretty good list, a good list to help me start over on the right foot.

Of course yesterday was also the first day of the rest of my life, the day I was finally committed to making changes and sticking to them. But stuff happens, right? I was going to work out at the gym, but when I got home to my new apartment and surveyed the mess I realized that moving boxes and unpacking would be as good of a workout as I would get at the gym. At least that was the plan. 4 hours, 3 beers and a fight with my boyfriend later, we have successfully hooked up the Wii and I am on page 217 of the page turner I just started. Not quite the workout I expected. Though I did take Daisy on a quick walk around the complex. I know I wasnt supposed to shop in Ebay, but my cell phone isnt getting service in my apartment and we dont have a home phone. Sprint.com charges entirely too much for new phones, so I bid on a phone I really want. Its totally justifiable though, I cant live with out a phone, right?

But today wont be like yesterday. Today I am really motivated to get my life back on track, all the way on track. Today I take my first step toward becoming one of those put together women, slim and fashionable, walking through the office with an air of understated elegance. Never a hair out of place, never late for a meeting, a person people look at and admire. Its not that Im a thrown together mess who is always running late. Im just the sort of person who looks acceptable, occasionally well put together on the days I am able to wake up early enough to blow out my hair and put on make up. Im the person people look at, and then pass over. I get by, with the occasional compliment. Im just generally all over the place, or just a slight miss. Im the pretty girl, who would look so much better if I lost a few pounds. Im the girl with cute clothes, but would look more professional if I were a little more aggressive with the iron and would wear heels occasionally.

Today that is all going to change. Good bye old self…..hello new, beautiful, self!!!

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