Obsessed With Food

After at least 18 months, I can park my car in the garage again! The car's been in there since Sunday night, actually, due to the Herculean efforts of my husband (rearranging the remaining items to one side of the garage).

I also have access to my bicycle again - not that I'm planning to ride it until I"m in better shape/weather is warmer.

Getting rid of the excess furniture was slightly painful, but we donated as much as they would take to a Disabled Veterans' charity, and the rest went to the curb, where trash pickers took the rest (someone got a few hundred bucks worth of Ikea shelving for free).

I'm planning to tackle the upstairs "linen closet" over the weekend - that small room (it is a small room - 8 feet deep and 4 feet wide) is completely crammed full of... stuff. Including my Renaissance/Elizabethan corset that my daughter wants to borrow for the show next week.

Being "finished" with costume construction has certainly left me with more time than I know what to do with. I've been reading again, and not getting a whole lot done at home.

I can't seem to walk more than 30 minutes at a clip, but I am not discouraged about that. The blisters have turned to calluses, like they've done every time in the past. I just need to keep up the workouts every day and fall into some sort of routine. Now I'm dealing with muscle soreness in places that I didn't know could be sore. I know that, too, will pass. Just gotta work through it.

I keep wanting the costume sewing to be finished... but I think I'm short some poufy shirts. I stupidly handed out a bunch of things over A MONTH AGO to the kids and said "take these home and wash them" and most of them are not back yet. So it's really hard to tell what belongs with what at the moment. I don't have a dedicated wardrobe mistress (I suppose that's supposed to be me? Oops.) and I think with a production this size, they need one.

I look at the racks in the costume room at the school and I can't believe that I made all those garments. The output is at least as much as a season of Project Runway. The difference being that on Project Runway, the contestants aren't also simultaneously working a full time job. Feh. Enough bitching about costumes.

In other news, the treadmill I ordered arrived yesterday and the bulk of it is now sitting in my bedroom. I plan to get it assembled by bedtime on Friday night, and then all of us will vie for treadmill time. Apparently, everyone in the family wants to use it for working out. I got it for me, so I can attempt to improve my quality of life (i.e. lose weight, get my stamina up and keep my bones healthy). Walking outside just doesn't happen for me when the weather is not ideal (rain, too hot, too cold, etc will keep me inside - this we know from experience).

The only other thing to do up there is install the "extra" TV  and a DVR so I can watch my meaningless shows while I"m walking/running instead of watching them while sitting on my ass and stuffing food into my mouth (which is my normal routine at the moment). If I can walk while I watch my 1 hour of Judge Judy and 1 hour of the Closer reruns, I will get fit in no time. Or I'll get blisters on my feet...

I also need to do this if I want any chance of being able to perform the lead in Gypsy in May (still no word on when the auditions are), or get back out in front of a band and sing/entertain. Mick Jagger used to run a few miles every day to get ready for touring.

So my resolution that I made 11 months ago has an actual chance at happening finally.

I also finished knitting all the gift hats for the holidays. They went pretty fast, and I only messed up a "test hat" and the ears on another one (but someone's getting that hat, too, dammit).