Monday, March 13, 2006
since when did I become the domestic biatch?!
I live with my boyfriend. I know. THE SHAME. Living in sin. One would think we would be having sex or making out like crazy but nah. I sleep before he does and we don't share blankets because he steals them in the middle of the night. He has to have a small radio on to block out my snoring. He is in charge of trash and doing the laundry. I am in charge of cooking on days that we are both home and making more of a mess than him.
I want to know when did I become the domestic biatch? I never strived for the suburban lifestyle but here I am. I strived for booze, bars, bar boys, and bad ass stories. Now, I'm deligently working on my masters degree in Kinesiology(study of moving your ass!). I make dinner in under 30 minutes. I get him something to drink. The boy before my man wanted me to do this but I laughed and sneered at him to grow up. So what is the difference.I guess respect. for each other. We are so lame together. We haven't gone out in months since we both started our coaching gigs and come home exhausted each day. When May hits, we may see each other in a new light-besides our buddy status. Maybe we will have more intense sessions. Just like the people upstairs!
I want to know when did I become the domestic biatch? I never strived for the suburban lifestyle but here I am. I strived for booze, bars, bar boys, and bad ass stories. Now, I'm deligently working on my masters degree in Kinesiology(study of moving your ass!). I make dinner in under 30 minutes. I get him something to drink. The boy before my man wanted me to do this but I laughed and sneered at him to grow up. So what is the difference.I guess respect. for each other. We are so lame together. We haven't gone out in months since we both started our coaching gigs and come home exhausted each day. When May hits, we may see each other in a new light-besides our buddy status. Maybe we will have more intense sessions. Just like the people upstairs!
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
strapped for me time
My work has been driving me crazy this month. I have 2 major jobs and both are very demanding. My "third" job is school, which is about to get beyond hectic with my planning of my thesis. Tomorrow I'm supposed to go to Northern California for two dual tennis matches with the women's team. It's supposed to rain so we will have to see.
The two things that are saving me are my new apartment and my boyfriend. He's my rock... I am talking about my boyfriend. The apartment is my sanctuary away from tennis balls and demanding people. I'm not sure how I survived 9 months living with his parents but I know my grades took a nosedive. I haven't been back to visit his parents since we left. The issue is the commitment to be there for mor than 20 minutes. That is how strapped I am for time. I'm really not complaining because I feel (at times) that I can see the end of the tunnel and know where my hard is going---- Head Tennis coach position and teaching responsibilities. I haven't been offered any position quite yet but I feel I will be a good candidate after my master's is complete.
Because school is very demanding, I hardly have time to cook and exercise. My new kick is to join the self.com challenge. I know I'm not overweight, but I never fell into the weight category of the magazine. Maybe I'm shallow, overobessive but I enjoyed not falling into the "normal" category. I just want to shed the 10 pounds that evade me because getting exercise is near impossible for me since I drive all the time. Excuses, Excuses. I know!
Now I must be completely lazy and watch Regis & Kelly, Today, and other crap.
The two things that are saving me are my new apartment and my boyfriend. He's my rock... I am talking about my boyfriend. The apartment is my sanctuary away from tennis balls and demanding people. I'm not sure how I survived 9 months living with his parents but I know my grades took a nosedive. I haven't been back to visit his parents since we left. The issue is the commitment to be there for mor than 20 minutes. That is how strapped I am for time. I'm really not complaining because I feel (at times) that I can see the end of the tunnel and know where my hard is going---- Head Tennis coach position and teaching responsibilities. I haven't been offered any position quite yet but I feel I will be a good candidate after my master's is complete.
Because school is very demanding, I hardly have time to cook and exercise. My new kick is to join the self.com challenge. I know I'm not overweight, but I never fell into the weight category of the magazine. Maybe I'm shallow, overobessive but I enjoyed not falling into the "normal" category. I just want to shed the 10 pounds that evade me because getting exercise is near impossible for me since I drive all the time. Excuses, Excuses. I know!
Now I must be completely lazy and watch Regis & Kelly, Today, and other crap.
