Mmm, yes, I would say that existing is an art of life.
Today and yesterday were particularly not-exciting days in my life.
Let's start off with working out.
I've lost 6 pounds! Yay! But I haven't been doing very well with it the past 2 days..... But I can't let a little slip up blow my whole operation! NEVAH! I shall keep doing well with it, and lose yet another 6 pounds.
I must.
I'm running the paper route today, so that will help with it.
[BTW this is the last day for the paper route. YES.]
And, now, my life musically.
I had a piano lesson today....and it did not go as I thought it would. I honestly thought that I had practiced more efficiently than came out in the lesson. I guess it goes to actually show me how much more I need to practice.
Of course, practicing piano may actually be possible now that I don't have to do the route anymore. BAH.
So, I have resolved to get my piano piece done in two weeks! Rachmaninoff's prelude in D major <- will be done in 14 days. That's my goal. If anything else, I want to have 2 and a half pages known by then. I will this time. The next time I have a lesson, I will not disappoint. That was probably the worst part of my day, knowing that I totally let her down.
Anyways, I'm gonna eat a granola bar and lay on the couch now, because I'm already doing it.
Today and yesterday were nothing special. They were the background to my unique painting of life. Days like today set the stage for what the painting of my life will look like in the end.
Because life is an art. We just need to paint every day in accordance to what we want the painting to look like.
Existing is an art.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of friendship.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
The Art of Persistence
The art of persistence.
This one seems to be a particularly hard one to master. At least for me.
As some of you may know, Chris and I have recruited his brother, Jon, into doing the paper route with us for the bribe of 100 bucks. While this is awesome because it reduces the ending time by about an hour or more, it also causes a slight inconsistency in my working out. When 3 people are doing the route, one person gets to drive, and only drive. This means that when I'm driving, I'm not getting any sort of physical workout at all.
[btw, i refuse to get the freshman 15 next year. someone keep me acountable on that. thanks.]
Anyway, so when it comes to exercise, Jon doing it with us is kinda bad for me. But good overall. Thanks, Jon.
Persistency is also difficult with piano. Once I sit down and the piano, I can usually practice for a while. But I can't get myself to sit down. It's a hard thing to do. Especially with doing the paper route, and working 40 hours a week, it's incredibly easy to just make the excuse that I'm too tired or too stressed and just sit and watch TV or read or something.
This is something that needs to be mastered by me.
Just 3 more days of this route. FINALLY.
Life is an art. While some days are painted funny, it's what makes our lives into our individual paintings. We paint every day differently to make it ours.
With that said, tomorrow is a new day, and a new piece of the painting.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of existing.
Yes, existing.
Monday, July 25, 2011
The Art of Appreciation
Appreciation.
I have learned appreciation, I would say, in the past days that I haven't updated. (sorry)
I definitely appreciate sleep more than I used to since I started doing the paper route. I sleep pretty much every time I get the chance.
I also definitely appreciate my friends and family.
Yesterday was probably the worst day of my life. We started off with the paper route, and it took us until 730 to get it done. (that's really late.) Then I got to sleep for 2 and 1/2 hours then go to work.
All day.
There were 4 of us servers there and we got slammed. Granted, I came home with a wad of cash in my pocket, but I was still almost in tears because all my tables pretty much sucked. A lot.
Then we found out that the car was completely dead. I had to walk to my dad's work, and get his truck to be able to drive back home (bawling).
But Chris was there for me to cry on. Amy was there to pick me and and take me to a much-needed night out at a movie. ;) My brother in law was there to make sure I had gotten a ride home. My mom was there to just comfort me. I definitely appreciate all that my friends and family do for me.
So did I learn the art of appreciation?
I would say yes.
Because, life is an art. We have to paint every day differently to put the whole picture together.
So then, tomorrow is a new day.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of persistance.
I have learned appreciation, I would say, in the past days that I haven't updated. (sorry)
I definitely appreciate sleep more than I used to since I started doing the paper route. I sleep pretty much every time I get the chance.
I also definitely appreciate my friends and family.
Yesterday was probably the worst day of my life. We started off with the paper route, and it took us until 730 to get it done. (that's really late.) Then I got to sleep for 2 and 1/2 hours then go to work.
All day.
There were 4 of us servers there and we got slammed. Granted, I came home with a wad of cash in my pocket, but I was still almost in tears because all my tables pretty much sucked. A lot.
Then we found out that the car was completely dead. I had to walk to my dad's work, and get his truck to be able to drive back home (bawling).
But Chris was there for me to cry on. Amy was there to pick me and and take me to a much-needed night out at a movie. ;) My brother in law was there to make sure I had gotten a ride home. My mom was there to just comfort me. I definitely appreciate all that my friends and family do for me.
So did I learn the art of appreciation?
I would say yes.
Because, life is an art. We have to paint every day differently to put the whole picture together.
So then, tomorrow is a new day.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of persistance.
Friday, July 22, 2011
The Art of Stamina
God is a surprising character, I must say.
Since I started this blog, every time I say I want to learn the art of something, I seriously learn it.
Today might have been the craziest day of my entire life. It started off with my doing the paper route with Chris. That took way too long... but all papers were delivered and on time! That was one part of stamina learned.
After that, we went to work at 930. The company called RLI bought out Jillians from 11 to 3 so during that time, everything was insane. Everything we did was for the convenience of the guests. And let me tell ya.... other servers and managers were not bein so nice to everyone else. But that was the result of the stress of the afternoon, because after that everyone was pretty much back to normal. (unless they were a brat to begin with...then they just stayed being a brat.)
After that humongo party left, I worked a rehearsal dinner with another server there. That one went actually pretty well. The people were all in good moods because of the wedding coming up. But my feet still hurt like crap.
After that party left, in came the stress of my day. I learned that the last party I was assigned to work (which was at 10 pm, so I was tired and cranky and sore) was a shop.
[For those of you who don't know, a 'shop' is when a 'secret shopper' will come in and dine with us. Corporate has sent them to evaluate us. We get them once or twice a month.]
This month, our shopper decided to do banquets, which is what I happened to be working this particular day.
I prayed for an hour that it would go smoothly.
Guess what? God answers prayers. I didn't mess up anything, and I answered all the questions they asked me about the food and drinks and stuff like that.
So, what is the art of stamina?
It's being up since 3 am and working until 1245 and having to be on your best behavior because you're being evaluated at your last hours.
It's knowing that even when I wanted to just leave, praying will always get me through it.
The art of stamina is what I learned today. Today was crazy insane, but will be a big part of the painting that is my life. Because every part of life is an art.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of appreciation.
Since I started this blog, every time I say I want to learn the art of something, I seriously learn it.
Today might have been the craziest day of my entire life. It started off with my doing the paper route with Chris. That took way too long... but all papers were delivered and on time! That was one part of stamina learned.
After that, we went to work at 930. The company called RLI bought out Jillians from 11 to 3 so during that time, everything was insane. Everything we did was for the convenience of the guests. And let me tell ya.... other servers and managers were not bein so nice to everyone else. But that was the result of the stress of the afternoon, because after that everyone was pretty much back to normal. (unless they were a brat to begin with...then they just stayed being a brat.)
After that humongo party left, I worked a rehearsal dinner with another server there. That one went actually pretty well. The people were all in good moods because of the wedding coming up. But my feet still hurt like crap.
After that party left, in came the stress of my day. I learned that the last party I was assigned to work (which was at 10 pm, so I was tired and cranky and sore) was a shop.
[For those of you who don't know, a 'shop' is when a 'secret shopper' will come in and dine with us. Corporate has sent them to evaluate us. We get them once or twice a month.]
This month, our shopper decided to do banquets, which is what I happened to be working this particular day.
I prayed for an hour that it would go smoothly.
Guess what? God answers prayers. I didn't mess up anything, and I answered all the questions they asked me about the food and drinks and stuff like that.
So, what is the art of stamina?
It's being up since 3 am and working until 1245 and having to be on your best behavior because you're being evaluated at your last hours.
It's knowing that even when I wanted to just leave, praying will always get me through it.
The art of stamina is what I learned today. Today was crazy insane, but will be a big part of the painting that is my life. Because every part of life is an art.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of appreciation.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
The Art of Determination
Determination.
I learned that today when I sat down at the piano. I started off strong, playing through the part of the piece that I already know.
Then I got to the part that I don't know. This is what determination is. I had to literally force myself to stay sitting at the piano to get through what I needed to get through today. But I did it! I feel as though I had a thorough and efficient practice time today, especially considering the craziness of my day.
I did not, however, have any time to work out. I practiced piano in the time I would have worked out, because that's a little higher on my priority list....just sayin.
BUT I ran around enough at work to make it a workout. I think my feet are going to be strong because of how much they always hurt after work. :P
Tomorrow is going to be an epic day. Good and bad.
To start things off, Chris and I start the paper route in an hour and a half. We'll probably be done by 6 am. Then I'll hit the shower and do my hair. Then head straight to work at 930.
And...then I'll get off at 1:00 AM.
Yes, you read correctly. I am working a 15 hour shift. That's how insane my life is. Bahh.
So, then, in every piece of music, there is an accidental. In every painting, there is a negative side, even if it is not painted.
Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow is my accidental.
It will be difficult, and, like accidentals, may be annoying at the time, but in the end, the whole piece of music that is my life will be brilliant.
[in other words, my paycheck is going to be bomb.]
So, here's to adding another piece of my painting that is my life!
Tomorrow, I learn the art of stamina.
I learned that today when I sat down at the piano. I started off strong, playing through the part of the piece that I already know.
Then I got to the part that I don't know. This is what determination is. I had to literally force myself to stay sitting at the piano to get through what I needed to get through today. But I did it! I feel as though I had a thorough and efficient practice time today, especially considering the craziness of my day.
I did not, however, have any time to work out. I practiced piano in the time I would have worked out, because that's a little higher on my priority list....just sayin.
BUT I ran around enough at work to make it a workout. I think my feet are going to be strong because of how much they always hurt after work. :P
Tomorrow is going to be an epic day. Good and bad.
To start things off, Chris and I start the paper route in an hour and a half. We'll probably be done by 6 am. Then I'll hit the shower and do my hair. Then head straight to work at 930.
And...then I'll get off at 1:00 AM.
Yes, you read correctly. I am working a 15 hour shift. That's how insane my life is. Bahh.
So, then, in every piece of music, there is an accidental. In every painting, there is a negative side, even if it is not painted.
Ladies and gentlemen, tomorrow is my accidental.
It will be difficult, and, like accidentals, may be annoying at the time, but in the end, the whole piece of music that is my life will be brilliant.
[in other words, my paycheck is going to be bomb.]
So, here's to adding another piece of my painting that is my life!
Tomorrow, I learn the art of stamina.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
The Art of Perserverance
Today was kind of awful, kind of awesome.
I stayed up until 3 am, then did a paper route for 2 hours. That was definitely my workout for the day. Hard work, doing a paper route. Especially in this bloody heat... ya.
Anyways, so that was a fun time. I haven't practiced piano yet, but I am getting to it tonight. I'm just resting for a bit after a freakin crazy day at work.
->10 hour shifts are not so much fun<-
All my running around probably got in some working out too.
So today was a good day to learn the art of perserverance. After doing the paper route, waking up for work wayy too late, then working from morning until night, it was a tiring night, but I learned to persevere through everything, and even got better with my tables by the end of the night.
So in the end, everything worked out. ['specially my tips. woot woot!]
The art of perserverance = learned, duelly noted, and added to my painting and art that is life.
BAM.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of determination.
I stayed up until 3 am, then did a paper route for 2 hours. That was definitely my workout for the day. Hard work, doing a paper route. Especially in this bloody heat... ya.
Anyways, so that was a fun time. I haven't practiced piano yet, but I am getting to it tonight. I'm just resting for a bit after a freakin crazy day at work.
->10 hour shifts are not so much fun<-
All my running around probably got in some working out too.
So today was a good day to learn the art of perserverance. After doing the paper route, waking up for work wayy too late, then working from morning until night, it was a tiring night, but I learned to persevere through everything, and even got better with my tables by the end of the night.
So in the end, everything worked out. ['specially my tips. woot woot!]
The art of perserverance = learned, duelly noted, and added to my painting and art that is life.
BAM.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of determination.
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
The Art of Motivation
So yesterday I forgot to post. :P dang. oh well.
Today is a new day!
So I woke up today refreshed and ready for the day!
I didn't work out, but I went swimming at a friends house, so I got a little . (I heart sarah.)
So on tv today, I saw an advertisement for a workout made by Tony Horton. [I trust him for my workouts]. It's called the 10-minute trainer. Being as I'm talking about the art of motivation, just getting up 10 minutes earlier every day, and altering my diet a little (a lot), this seems to be way easier than doing a 45 minute workout everyday.
I practiced piano today! I'm started for the week. My motivation = I don't want to let down Heather. When I do bad at a lesson, and she [{unintentionally}] lets me know I did bad, then that's my motivation for the rest of the week. I feel awful and stupid when I do bad at a lesson, especially because piano is my major. I should be better than this.
Anyways, in about 2 hours I'm going to learn a paper route. Hopefully, along with whatever workout I do tomorrow, this is a bit of a workout.
Since life is an art in itself, I want to make the most of it, doing the most I can in life.
Ergo, I'm doing a paper route for a week [ish].
The art of motivation is something I need to remember and redo.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of perseverance.
Today is a new day!
So I woke up today refreshed and ready for the day!
I didn't work out, but I went swimming at a friends house, so I got a little . (I heart sarah.)
So on tv today, I saw an advertisement for a workout made by Tony Horton. [I trust him for my workouts]. It's called the 10-minute trainer. Being as I'm talking about the art of motivation, just getting up 10 minutes earlier every day, and altering my diet a little (a lot), this seems to be way easier than doing a 45 minute workout everyday.
I practiced piano today! I'm started for the week. My motivation = I don't want to let down Heather. When I do bad at a lesson, and she [{unintentionally}] lets me know I did bad, then that's my motivation for the rest of the week. I feel awful and stupid when I do bad at a lesson, especially because piano is my major. I should be better than this.
Anyways, in about 2 hours I'm going to learn a paper route. Hopefully, along with whatever workout I do tomorrow, this is a bit of a workout.
Since life is an art in itself, I want to make the most of it, doing the most I can in life.
Ergo, I'm doing a paper route for a week [ish].
The art of motivation is something I need to remember and redo.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of perseverance.
Monday, July 18, 2011
The Art of Diligence
The art of diligence.
I have yet to learn so.
Today and yesterday weren't the best days. Because of my weekend trip to Iowa, I wasn't able to practice piano like I wanted to. But never fear, my lack of followers! I still have time to get in my 3 hours a day for a week. Hopefully tomorrow will be a new day, and a new motivation.
As for working out, I didn't get that in this morning, but I did do the p90 tonight before bed. I am seriously sick of feeling fat and..... blegh. Ya. It's just the way it is.
When I got home from Iowa, it was seriously tempting to go straight to bed, and just go to sleep because I was so exhausted from the whole day. But, I told myself that I would learn the art of diligence.
And I thought of you, fellow [lack of] bloggers reading this. I thought, if I'm going to have to go back, and keep writing in that blog, (and I would look absolutely stupid if I wrote that one post, then never again. You could assume by then I would just be a fat tard), then I would have to just push play on the dvd player tonight. I have to just keep pushing play. I have to. Or else, nothing will ever change.
Tomorrow is a new day. New motivations. New temptations. {That dreaded 3-day hump.}
I just have to choose how I paint the day, because life is an art in itself. I'm just trying to paint my life uniquely.
So then, tomorrow I continue the painting.
And tomorrow, I learn the art of motivation.
I have yet to learn so.
Today and yesterday weren't the best days. Because of my weekend trip to Iowa, I wasn't able to practice piano like I wanted to. But never fear, my lack of followers! I still have time to get in my 3 hours a day for a week. Hopefully tomorrow will be a new day, and a new motivation.
As for working out, I didn't get that in this morning, but I did do the p90 tonight before bed. I am seriously sick of feeling fat and..... blegh. Ya. It's just the way it is.
When I got home from Iowa, it was seriously tempting to go straight to bed, and just go to sleep because I was so exhausted from the whole day. But, I told myself that I would learn the art of diligence.
And I thought of you, fellow [lack of] bloggers reading this. I thought, if I'm going to have to go back, and keep writing in that blog, (and I would look absolutely stupid if I wrote that one post, then never again. You could assume by then I would just be a fat tard), then I would have to just push play on the dvd player tonight. I have to just keep pushing play. I have to. Or else, nothing will ever change.
Tomorrow is a new day. New motivations. New temptations. {That dreaded 3-day hump.}
I just have to choose how I paint the day, because life is an art in itself. I'm just trying to paint my life uniquely.
So then, tomorrow I continue the painting.
And tomorrow, I learn the art of motivation.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
The Art of Beginning.
Today was the beginning of my journey to "a better me."
Now, I don't think I'm the only one out there who is sick and tired of feeling...well, .. fat. People can tell you that you're beautiful forever, but at the end of the day, you're going to believe how you feel.
So today, I learned the art of beginning anything. I got up today at 530, and ran around my neighborhood for half an hour. I then got home, and did a 45 minute work-out, and 150 ab crunches. But it's not just working out.
Piano, being a passion and major of mine, requires hours of practicing every day. So, when I get done writing this, I will practice my pieces. Because that's the art of beginning.
Tomorrow, it's going to be harder to get up in the morning.
[Hopefully, writing everything down will help me to stay motivated also.]
So, then tomorrow is a new day. Every day will teach me something new.
Living life itself is an art itself, and every day I must paint more of the picture to complete it.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of diligence.
Now, I don't think I'm the only one out there who is sick and tired of feeling...well, .. fat. People can tell you that you're beautiful forever, but at the end of the day, you're going to believe how you feel.
So today, I learned the art of beginning anything. I got up today at 530, and ran around my neighborhood for half an hour. I then got home, and did a 45 minute work-out, and 150 ab crunches. But it's not just working out.
Piano, being a passion and major of mine, requires hours of practicing every day. So, when I get done writing this, I will practice my pieces. Because that's the art of beginning.
Tomorrow, it's going to be harder to get up in the morning.
[Hopefully, writing everything down will help me to stay motivated also.]
So, then tomorrow is a new day. Every day will teach me something new.
Living life itself is an art itself, and every day I must paint more of the picture to complete it.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of diligence.
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