Goals

So, my intentions were good. I was *going* to join the gym today with my friend. I was jazzed at work all day about finally signing up for the gym because let's face it, it sort of is a sucky idea...so I had to pump myself up a little. I got a call from her that she was hoping her insurance would pay for it, and she needed paperwork, bla bla. Short story is...I'm not joining the gym tonight.

I have set three goals for myself before I move. These three goals are near and dear to my heart and not too overwhelmingly unmanageable in my opinion. 1. Finish school. 2. Quit Smoking. 3. Drop some pounds.

Not too bad of a list I think. Number 1 is just going to take time and patience. Numbers 2 and 3 are going to take a bit more. And it's all intertwined. Like, the gym will cost me money, which worries me with a move looming over my head. But, I would save so much money if I quit smoking that it should't be a problem. I think I have to do them simultaneously...the quitting smoking and joining a gym part.

Then, I rationalize with myself. It's the holidays...I have stress...I can't quit smoking now. Why is it so blasted hard to quit smoking? So today, I've only had about 5, and I'm not buying another pack tonight. I'll see how I feel tomorrow...or maybe in the next hour.