That Redheaded Sister

I was sitting in the dentist’s waiting room today reflecting on my old self and how much I miss being the way I was in some aspect.

I was a runner.  I went to the gym.  I was in decent shape and loved being at the gym.  There were times were I actually contemplated becoming certified as a trainer.  I never publically announced that, but it was a thought I tossed around.

To do lists were my thing.  Ever since moving into my current position, I hardly make myself personal to do lists.  I used to have a weekly list of things to do and they were done.

At some point in time I was a very VERY tidy person.  Things were always organized.

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These days running is not much of an option (thanks to my body that plagues me with injury and my mind that kills my motivation mojo).  The gym?  I visit it about 2-3 days a week MAYBE.  I’ve tried to get there before work, but I am just too tired.  Ive tried to go at lunch, but the specific location near my office is really gross and just using the sinks in the bathroom make me want to die.  I couldnt imagine using the shower.

The problem is I have no one to work out with.  Each time I have worked my hardest, I have always had a friend by my side.  Will you train with me?  If not, how do I find someone who will? womp womp

I blame the last thing on living in a tiny space.  I live in 700 square feet right now with one other person and two cats.  You leave a pair of shoes out and the place looks like a disaster.  Its so sad.

In other news……

We got our engagment photos back.  I am pretty happy with them.  I havent shared many on Facebook because Matt asked me not to, but I will share with you what I have shared