I have made the commitment to begin watching a show on Netflix called Parks and Recreation. So I woke up this morning, naturally, around 8:15 and I started to let the show play while I started making my to-do list for the day. Now that the to-do list is finally completed I decided to, while still watching Parks and Recreation, to make a journal entry. This entry of course I will end up copying over as a blog post because my thoughts end up much more organized that way than the cluster fuck that usually occurs when I just type and ramble, which is what I typically do. In the way of Parks and Recreation review I’m starting to understand why the show has 4 stars on Netflix. I’m on season 5 now and the show has literally only made me laugh a handful of times, but I still feel like I want to know what happens. There are certain film techniques used that makes it awkward, but other than that I don’t really mind it that much. One or two of the main characters are basically in the category of “drop dead gorgeous” so I’m sure that probably helps with their ratings overall. Like every other show they also have those relationship pairs that every girls finds appealing and knowing what happens to these couples becomes like crack to every lonely white girl with too much free time.
Seeing multiple couples get married over the course of the show so far has made me realize just how much I care about John and jow uch of a permanent fixture he has become in my life and that makes me unbelievablely happy. We’re verging on two years together and he means a lot to me and I love that he is always here for me and that we have a great support system between us.Our relationship has developed a lot like a Philodendron grows: There are occasionally some bad leaves that need to be eliminated for the overall halth of the unit, which then makes way for the new vine grown. Being a vining plant it wil contine to grow along with us and change over time, just as the two of us will within our relationship.
As I have broken the clasp on my leather-bound journal I decided to buy a new leather-bound journal to replace the one that I have now. The new one has a different design on it than the one that I have right now. I debated for the longest time over whether I was going to just get a new copy of the exact journal that I have now, but I asked for John’s opinion on what he thought that I should do and he told me that he thought I should get something different and exciting, so that’s exactly what I did. I love the pattern on my old one but I ended up getting one that I thought was pretty cute. I’m waiting on the new journal to come in the mail. Supposedly it should be here on Saturday, but I’m a little skeptical since there is a holiday that interferes with the timing. However, maybe the postal service has actually allocated for the holiday in the shipping estimate that was provided when I placed my order the other night. Among the last minute sale items that I have ordered I got a new neoprene camera case with a new memory card since I’ve never had a case for my camera. I’ve noticed that there has been a decent amount of damage to it over the past four or five years. John’s mom gave me Amazon gift cards for Christmas, among other things, part of which I used to buy John and myself the next two seasons (5 &6) of NCIS to add to our collection. To top it off I was online and found a new manual treadmill that I really like. There were fairly decent reviews for the one I bought and I’m looking forward to when it gets here and I can try it out. I’ve never really looked into manual treadmills, but I guess they are set at a slight incline so as you step forward your momentum and force will move the belt forward. This also engages more muscles than a regular electric treadmill, which makes me happy. Aside from that, Christmas wise, I received: moccasins, a scarf, a wallet, jewelry, a plethora of tights and knee high socks, cookies, gold rimmed glasses, tea tree oil foot spray, coffee mix, a kitchen aid mixer, ceramic baking dishes, soup/sandwich bowls, chocolate covered spoons, hot chocolate stir sticks, Christmas decorations, a decorative glass jar, candy, an air plant, a Christmas cactus in one of my long-dead relatives’ planters, and some bath/body lotion products.
The only thing remotely close to a “resolution” that I plan on working towards is that I need to make a conscious effort at not being such a procrastinator about everything in my life. Unless a list of things gets made for me to work toward I typically don’t get very much accomplished and honestly, I’m quite sick of the way I have been. So, I’m hoping to change that at least a little, but hopefully a lot.
While I was at Clint & Court’s house last night we ended up talking about her dad and the apartment that is above his work shop in Avis. This apartment would give us another room for John to use to store all of his stuff. On the plus side I love this apartment, I would be closer to work, and it would make doing laundry and everything else a lot easier for me, since we would have a washer/dryer in the apartment. I know John would have to commute a little farther to work, but overall I think we would be happier than we are now with no room. One thing that makes me excited about the Avis apartment is that there are so many windows that light up the entire apartment that you basically don’t really need lights on in the building. Also, we wouldn’t have to deal with neighbors being obnoxious because we really wouldn’t have any neighbors around us, or at least in our same building anyway.