I need a self spring cleaning!

Starting off, 

I know I haven't been on in the past few days but I haven't really been motivated to write. I actually tried to just spill something out onto here but my brain wouldn't budge. It kind of felt foggy, actually.

Next weekend, I am going to start spring cleaning our apartment in preparation for May. Our apartment isn't big but it's very....verrryyy messy. I kind of lack motivation in cleaning as well as many other things. I have officially let the house gooooo....and myself.

So I'm on the lookout for DIY at home pampering to do on myself right after I finish our apartment. 

Here's my schedule so far:

Friday: Living Room/Dining Area

• Deoderizing and vacuuming all carpeted areas, under the couches and the couches themselves
• Dusting ALL surfaces and cleaning windows
• Reorganizing media and prioritizing storage
• Trashing what hasn't been used in last year
• Dusting corners, ceiling and spot cleaning walls (I don't have kids, so they're not that bad)
• Cleaning Gandalf Gecko's Tank

Saturday: Kitchen/Bathroom

• Cleaning ALL dishes and trashing excess
• Cleaning out pantry of unhealthy and expired items
• Clean all cabinets and counter
• Clean microwave, fridge and all surfaces
• Sweeping and Mopping all floors
• Scrubbing tub and toilet
• Reorganizing towel closet
• Clean Mirrors

Sunday: The Dreaded Bedroom

• Clean all surfaces
• Throw away trash
• Fold/Hang clothes
• Sort Laundry
• Vacuum everywhere including closet and under bed

Monday: Laundry/Self

• Laundry
• Scrubbing myself with abrasive glove
• Giving myself a facial and my hair a mask
• Home mani/pedi
• Actually STYLE hair for once.

We'll see.
Wish me luck.

Yours Truly,
The Inconsistent Gal

Prayers...

As most of the country knows, yesterday we experienced yet another tragedy 

   

The Boston Marathon, an even that has taken place annually for over 100 years, was hit yesterday with 2 bombs. So far, 3 people have been confirmed dead and over 150 injured.

On paper, those numbers are just...numbers. We watch and read the news, talk about how sad it is what happened. Meanwhile, peoples lives are so drastically changed. It's more than just tragic. Or maybe the word tragic has lost it's meaning from the sheer amount it's been used. Events like this invoke such a deep feeling of...loss...in my heart. Humanity is just declining every day something new. Why do people want to cause such hurt? If it's a statement, political or otherwise, why do you NEED to change people's lives so much...cause them pain, and have them live with this for the rest of their lives? I just don't understand the depth of evil in some people's hearts...All I know is that the person or people responsible for this WILL get what is coming to them. BUT Amidst all of the dust and blood, you could people and first responders rushing to help and assist the injured. People rushing to hospitals to give blood. Human beings comforting others. Amidst all the evil an destruction, you will ALWAYS find those who are a true example of humanity.

And this was not the only tragedy to occur. On the other side of the world, and earthquake took the lives of 40 people in Iran today. 40 human lives, lost. Now I know people in this country have opinions of the middle east. I've seen and heard comments from individuals that did nothing but bare the intense darkness of our human soul. People saying their deaths were irrelevant because these humans where somehow lesser...It's sickening. It's because this country has a RIDICULOUS fear of all things Arab/Muslim/Middle Eastern related brought on by the sensationalism of our media. It's like a fire encompassing any semblance left of humanity being fanned by hate, and prejudice born of ignorance and an irrational fear of people who are different. If there was some slight facet of light in this situation is that it wasn't caused by another human being but by an earthquake. Please people, open your hearts. Just because there's a small group (less then 1%) of nut-job extremists, doesn't mean that everyone else in their countries or demographic deserves any less humanity.

I've prayed and will continue praying for EVERY loss, in EVERY day because they all deserve our love, attention and respect. I will continue praying for EVERY human who has been hurt, disabled, or changed in some negative way because they all need and deserve it.

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

I need some motivation

Yesterday I noticed something really disconcerting.

I had gone from 226-229. I was on the verge of 230 again. I was also on the verge of giving up. I'm so tired of trying and not having anything to show for it. I'm so tired of being so lazy that I don't do all the work I'm supposed to. I should work out more than 2-3 times a week. I should be giving it 4 days a week. But I only go to the gym when I have a ride. How ridiculous am I, ladies and gentlemen. Here's the kicker. Technically...the gym is only 1.2 miles away. No, not 23, 1...point....2. Yeah. Maybe that will give you an idea of how ridiculous I am.

I want to say I'm lazy because I feel like deep down that's what it is. That I don't understand the difference between being lazy and being tired. I FEEL tired. All the time. I feel tired now at noon. I don't know why, but I don't even remember the last time I've woken up feeling good. Or refreshed. Or at least without my whole body feeling like I fought a yeti. It's like very time I wake up, every single muscle and joint is so sore. My arms feel like a ton, and my legs feel like toothpicks. Maybe I need to see a doctor. OR maybe everyone feels this but that's what coffee is for. I don't drink coffee. I don't have a coffee maker. I like it, but I never relied on it to wake up.

Anyways.

I spend my whole day feeling this sluggish so I naturally don't want to get up and do things like clean, or walk to the store or walk to the gym. If anyone actually reads this, please let me know your suggestions in the comments. I don't anyone actually reads this though, I've only had like 80 views since I started and I'm pretty sure 15 of them is me.

Yesterday I made yet ANOTHER promise to myself. I promised myself that because of all my recent laziness and failing to diet, I was in for a very rough 2 months. I can have a food cheat day on the 15th and 30th of those months. But I am promising myself only hard work and dedication. I'm removing temptation from the house today and wearing a rubber band on my wrist when I go shopping. I will be working out 5-6 times a week and try to make 4 of those days at the gym. I downloaded My Fitness Pal and Water Your Body to keep me on track. I also put inspirational photos on my phones desktop.

I know, from my previous record, that my promises to myself are about as reliable as a politician. Please pray for me.

So until June 15, my body is on lock down. I I have 2 months. Sigh.

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

Oh! Here's a good topic:

Why I will never put images of myself online:

I have a Facebook, and I have this blog. I have a fully functioning camera and I great flash camera on my phone. But you'll probably never see a picture of Me, the author. I know that to many people, this would seem shady. What am I hiding from the world?

(my secret is out...)

IN my own mind, there is a perfectly logical reason for this. Yes, in MY own mind. I can't speak for the rest of you.

Here's the thing. The internet is a very VERY large place. It reaches into the farthest corners of the world, and can even be found in isolated villages. Can you imagine how many millions of people can be reached? Anyone in the ENTIRE world can has access to your picture. Now here's another question. Would you pass out your photos to anyone you meet? Would you mail them to people you have never met and know absolutely nothing about?

Didn't think so.
(if you said yes, you suck for ruining my example)

I'm just not so comfortable with the idea that someone out there can be using my picture for a number of things including but not limited to:

Marketing
Memes
Pornography
Articles

All these things that don't represent ME. Using my face without my permission. Not to mention printing it out and saving it for...later.

(need I explain?)

What drives me up the wall is that no one is explaining to these kids the consequences of posting photos online. I'll see Facebook pages with teens doing embarrassing stuff (which is understandable, you are a teen) but the internet holds data FOREVER. FOR STINKING EVER. Got it? Including in the millions of people I mention above, are future employers, creditors, and people in prison.

And I understand the point of view "Well hurr durr, whatever, I was just a teen durr" or "Well it's not going to ruin my life or anything, and I want to show off my bikini bod". I love different points of view, it's what makes the world spin. BUTTTTTTTTTTTTTT...I would prefer to have sole ownership and command of what my face does and doesn't. I would require permission to use my image for any purpose. People get so flipping crazy about copyrighting logos and whatnot but no one cares about your face? Geez, peeps.

Anyways. That's why I'm letting you know now. You'll see pics of my food. You'll see pics of any new interior decor. And you'll see a ton of animal pics. But you won't see any pics of me. Except this one:

(inaccurate arm length)

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

Sir Butters Guido Furrsington

So guess who had a vet visit yesterday.

(That's Sir Butters Guido Furrsington. He is of the Orange Medium Haired Jerk Cat breed).

He was good cat though, no biting or scratching. Which left me surprised.

I don't know if I told you, and I'm too lazy to go back and look, but Sir Butters, (or just Butters) had been puking for 2 days straight almost non-stop. It actually hurt because, ya know, he's mah babeh. And he was hungry, so he'd eat then immediately evacuate. After he threw up each time, he'd come and cuddle on my lap like some cute sick monster and beg for attention. Which I gave him because I am what is known as a pushover for animals.

SO yesterday I took him to the vet who poke and prodded and stuck things in orifices, 

(actual photo)

And they deduced that he had tapeworms but from asking others, that isn't why he is barfing.

The vet was nice, he did say that aside from the tapeworms, Butters was a model example of a healthy cat. SO take note y'all.

This has got to be the most mundane blog post EVARRR. But I'm finding that frequency is the key to consistency. For now.

By the way, current weight: 226. Still a failure. Still trying.

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

Things about to get REALLLLL gushy up in here.

A marriage is everlasting love.

But even though everlasting love is perfectly story book, marriage isn't. At least not automatically. Getting married is like walking into Mordor.

 (source: http://laurafisherphotography.wordpress.com/)

It's sacrifice.

It gets routine.

It gets dull.

You get annoyed with seeing the same person.

You get tired of repeating the same thing over and over again.

(that's right, I'm a lady, I'm biased. Deal with it.)

You get tired.

There's stress.

There's bad days.

There's worse days.

There are days where you want to jump on the trend of D-I-V-O-R-C-E

BUT

This is marriage. Almost everyone goes through this. I wish people wouldn't jump to cut the knot. I wish they would just try harder. I wish people would see that often times, the problem is not with one but with both of you. It almost always comes down to pride and ego. It's usually that venomous combination that turns something as silly as "Give me back the charger cable" to "Give me back the charger cable or else we're through".

 We have to learn that in a marriage we need to leave our ego at the door. This isn't some street fight you're trying to win, this si your spouse. For better or for worse. Don't believe TV. Heck don't believe anyone who says they have a perfect marriage, they probably don't want to reveal they have faults. Instead of listening to everyone else, listen to each other and try to do for your spouse at the level you want them to do for you. Don't nag each other. Don't belittle each other. Above all, everlasting love is what brought you together. Try to remember and focus on that.

If you feel like you're losing a battle to your pride, try an HONEST pros list. Not a Pros and Cons, because you're already focusing on the cons if your at this point. Just an HONEST pros list. It's surprising how much your spouse does for you that you even know of. Let alone all the little unspoken contributions, sacrifices and compromises you've made for each other.

Remember to love each other every day, when things are rough or smooth. Communicate your thoughts to your spouse in a kind manner, and LISTEN as your spouse communicates to you. Be spontaneous and your love and romance and don't sit around and expect the other to initiate. You want romance, go for it. Teach your spouse what it is to be romantic, in your eyes. Sometimes you'll find things that you thought were stupid, your spouse found to be romantic. Just. Love. Each. Other.

Marriage is compromise

it's love

it's kindness

it's safety

it's warmth

it's home

it's support

it's being with your best friend who loves you even at your worst. it's being with your lover then right after you can slip back into the mundane. It's a union and always remember that. Change the "I" mentality into a "WE". And always, always, leave the selfishness and ego at the door.

Yours truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

Oh I forgot to share...

I walked a local nature trail..

It was a really beautiful place where I COULD have gotten more amazing pictures...

 

If the battery hadn't run out because I was busy taking 92473849074 pictures of these two right before...

Yours truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

Serious Post is Serious

It's my blog, I can say whatever I want

(but you're free to skip if you don't want to read an earnest post)

It's really a strange concept that I would come on here and pour my feelings out to total strangers every week. I'm not a very social person. Well, actually the majority of people feel that way, but I can never speak my mind to anyone. I don't know why. Everyone who knows me calls me a listener. I have ALWAYS been the listener. Maybe I should change my blog name to that.  "The Listener." "The Attentive Gal". You know in high school how no matter what clique you where involved in, everyone had drama? Well I didn't. Because I never felt good with opening up to people and showing who I am. You know what that meant for me? Everyone came to me to POUR their hearts out. I think I was like the emotional city dump (not changing my blog name to that). Everyone, from different cliques wanted to come and tell me their story, and I never knew why. Yearbook time came around? I was voted "Easiest to talk to". You know why though, right? Because I just listened and kept my mouth shut. 

 Listening to all these people talk, I thought I was providing a service but what was really going on was the opposite. I was doing myself a disservice. I was driving myself away from people. I saw best friends say the worst crap about each other, enemies make threats, NO ONE was safe from judgement. And that's why I kept my thoughts to myself. I safeguarded them. I loved my mind and didn't want it hurt. Of course, that was the worst thing I could have possibly done because I've succeeded in cultivating a rather impressive case of social anxiety. And it's not that I hate people. Quite the contrary, I LOVE people, I just hate what society has become.

 Society itself is such an ugly beast. It's just so hateful, judgmental, picky, everything about it is why our race is suffering. We lack compassion. We think we're civilized but we're so far from it. We're delusional. We're no better than the animals we cage but we have the potential to be so much more! We have so many gifts that we need to pick up and brush off and start using. So why don't we try being more understanding and caring of each other. Realize that everyone has a different prospective. No two lives are the same and no two people are the same. Why do we think that everyone who sees thing differently is to be feared? Brace a new culture, and try to understand that everyone has a different point of view. 

We can't judge people, this is not in our power. Until you know everything the other person has gone through, and felt it, and metabolized it exactly how they did, you cannot judge someone for their actions. Some of us are strong, some of us weak. We have different tastes and different ideas. Every single one is a separate individual. Stop trying to fit us all into boxes and just accept each other. Of course it would be naive to assume there are no evil people in this world. I know there is evil but a lot of it is brought on by hate we've created ourselves. I know someone somewhere is thinking "Hippie liberal inconsistent gal" and that used to be the reason I kept my mouth shut. But I'm safe here. And I'm going to keep preaching love and acceptance and compassion. We all could do with a little more of that and a little less of fear and judgement. 

If you disagree, that's ok, I can be the balance to your negativity. You are entitled to your own opinion, as is everyone. The only thing I dissaprove of is when your opinion starts harming others. Instead, do something good for someone else. And don't do it for the feeling of self-satisfaction. It;s ok to enjoy that feeling, but do good just to help someone who needs it. In other words, give unselfishly. Help with that other person in mind. And if they are unappreciative, it's ok! As long as you aren't hurting someone, and keep trying to help. You won't affect everyone, but you will change someone's life and it's the little things. I've been walked on by so many people in my life, and the way I function, has turned me into this person. I have suffered, more than your average american. But it doesn't stop me from being loving and positive. Because this is what is needed in the world. 

Peace,

The Inconsistent Gal

Do you even lift?

Good Day InternetFolk!

So I haven't written in a few days, which kind of proves my title. At least I'm right, that's what counts. But in my defense, I have been busy and tired. Yes too tired to type. At the gym, I've been using the weight bench. I know, I know, I'm a chick and every chick is afraid of bulking up (including me) but from my research, I've deduced that to lose fat, weight training is a good thing. At the bottom, I'll include a few links related to this topic so you can see for yourself.

This summer I plan (god willing) on taking a trip to see my family overseas. In a few months, I'll be visiting family somewhere on the western hemisphere that isn't USA so I'll just leave that to your imagination. I'm so generous aren't I?

Point is, I have about 9927454209478 cousins to be exact, and everyone...EVERYONE expects a gift. My friends and my aunts are telling me to save my money and not get anyone anything (their theory is, they should be happy just to see me after 5 years) but I know and understand humans. Greedy by nature. If I take a gift for one person, everyone else will get jealous. And jealousy leads to drama, and dammit, I want to enjoy me mini vacay! Friends and Aunts are right, they should be happy just that we are all together again but that's just not how it is. And then there are those who say "Well no matter what you do, someone will always be unhappy" and I DO get that...I just want to make as many people happy as possible, and avoid hurt feelings, jealousy, and drama so we can all have fun together. Is that so crazy? I don't mind spending to make someone else happy. SO I've been spending a lot of money.

Other things that have been happening: My poor kitty is sick. He's been throwing up a few times a day, so he has an appointment tomorrow with the vet. I'm worried because I have never had a sick pet before. When I say throwing up a few times a day, I mean somewhere along the lines of 10-15 times a day. And he eats good food! He eats blue buffalo cat food. Stupid little fur-ball...I love him. 

 (My poor sick lil butterball)

Welp, that's all I got. OH, weight-wise, I've been yoyo-ing between 225 and 227. One morning I weighed myself and I was 224. I almost thought I was seeing things. Maybe I was...

Nerd Fitness's take on weight lifting for weight loss.

New York Times

Women's Health Magazine article on weight lifting for girls

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

Ring The Bells! Alert The Mayor!

Hello Dearest Citizens of Internetland!

I actually wanted to talk today about my animals a little, but I think I am going to leave that for another time. I know, my life is just so riveting.

The reason why I am forgoing such excitement, is because I'm totally excited that I actually had a bit of decent day health-wise. 

Let's have a quick playback:

 2 Croissants with cream cheese for breakfast

Half a turkey sub with lettuce tomato and Colby jack on WHEAT bread 

 

(I need a wheataward for that. And yes, I'm definitely sure wheataward is one word.)

2 Oranges

And a seafood salad which contained imitation crab, lettuce and tomatoes, a squeeze of lemon and about 2 oz of remoulade dressing. 

1 Bottle of water, 1 Vitamin water and a few sips of tea.

I'm actually still considering having another croissant because I've got a rumbly in my tumbly. 

(Except it's not so cute when it's me)

ALSO:

I gymmed today. I jammed at the gym. I was pretty AWEsome. I invoked AWE in myself. I was beast.

And you know what FREAKING else?

I also worked out with mah gals! At one of their houses, she has the wii, with Michael Jackson Experience on it (color me jealous) which is basically a game where you dance along with Michael.  

(we're on a first name basis like that. Ya dig?)

We had a great time, it was PHENOMENALLY fun and we sweat a LOT. When you translate that to dat girl lingo it means: We made our fat cry. How do I know this? Well due to this internet meme, of course:

 

(Haven't you heard? All internet memes are true)

Anyways.

This leaves me feeling very pleased with myself. I only pray that I can accomplish the same tomorrow. Pray for me citizens. 

Thanks for listening if you're out there.

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal

 

 

I know, I know...

Hello Dear Dwellers of The Internet!

I truly hope everyone has had a great day. If not, well I am sorry. 

:(   <---------------Sad face just for you!

As the title of this blog is "The Inconsistent Gal" you're probably thinking I wouldn't come back for Day 2. But guess what, audience? I actually came back on. I KNOW. I'm as shocked as you are. There should be an award for this.

Anyways.

 (awesome drawing on MS Paint now for sale. but you probably couldn't afford it)

Hopefully I can keep coming back and it can teach me how to be consistent in something in my life.You know why the name works either way though? If I do keep returning at least 4 times a week, the title can be, like, sarcastic. And if I DON'T, the title can be true! No? Ok, I thought it would work. 

So let me remind y'all in internetland what I was supposed to be doing today:

Eating Clean

Exercising

Doing something to reach my monthly goal of losing 10lbs.

And now let's recap what I DID do today.

Ate 2 oranges for breakfast. 

Taco Bell chicken quesadilla and fresco chicken taco for lunch. 

Drank 1/2 a bottle of sprite an had 2 chicken thighs for dinner.

 AAaaaand practically no water. Nah let's not sugarcoat it. No water. 

While we're at it, let's add no exercise to that list. 

You know what that means? I royally sucked at today. And no, I didn't get the fresco taco because it was healthy, I got it because cilantro on my taco is delicious. Don't judge. So needless to say, I failed at today. Do I need to put my Stats if I failed? 

Wish me luck citizens of Internetland,

Yours Truly,

Inconsistent Gal

The Journey to Being Disciplined Begins....later....

Greetings internet strangers!

I'm India Marie (not really, I don't just give out my name, le duh) and I'm new to this whole bloggy scene. 

I know I arrived about 10 years late but I'd like to think I did it fashionably. I won't tell you my real name but I'll tell you something a bit more personal. I have absolutely NO discipline in anything I do. That's the whole idea behind this blog. I feel as if maybe if I poured my emotions (to strangers, of course), I can work on this problem myself. This is probably the single factor that's holding me back from inevitable greatness. This is the problem that prevents me from growing spiritually, emotionally, it keeps me fat, lazy and unhappy. When I say fat let me explain: Really truly fat, overweight, past the obese mark on your BMI chart fat. Not "OMG i really wanna lose 6 lbs!" (well I do...6 + 74) I am TRULY a fat gal. The fatness is actually what got me thinking about blogging about it. I was looking at pictures of all these people who lost so much weight (must be something in the water i'm not gettin) and thinking "why not me?" :( I even made that face. And I know exactly why. My lack of discipline allows me to be lazy. And I have no self control when it comes to food. 

SO 

Today is April 2, 2013. I am challenging myself. Currently my home scale reads: 227lbs

(guys, seriously? stop laughing.)

By March 1, 2013, My scale should read 217lbs or less. But 217 is awesome as well.

(I made the higher poundage in red because red means bad >:( while that light blue feels light which is what 217 is compared to 227. Ya dig?)

Wish me luck citizens of Internetland.

Yours Truly,

The Inconsistent Gal