At least I'm starting early...

I'm SO glad I'm starting my PersonalProject a little early!! (try 6 weeks)

I've totally failed 5 days out of 5 in the "getting up at 6am" department!!

At least I can blame caffiene withdrawals.

I have to say, though, that I actually remember turning my alarm off yesterday... I thought that I was putting it on snooze, but I accidentally turned it completely off.

And this morning, when 6am came round, I actually contemplated getting up... I'd recorded last night's episode of Medium and knew that if I didn't get up and watch it then, I'd not get a chance until 6am tomorrow...

I've got dessert club tonight, have to get Dorothy to the airport at 8 in the morning, then have another appointment with the stylist to try and fix my hair tomorrow midmorning - fingers crossed on THAT one - and then spending the arvo getting stuff ready for Mark's man-date with two of his besties... I don't think I can wait 'til tomorrow night to watch it, so it's gonna be awesome incentive to actually make it out of bed early tomorrow!!

(how sick are you of hearing: "I'll get up at 6am tomorrow"?)

My body is slowly getting used to being woken at 6am, though. So, that's been a surprise.

And what's surprised me more is that I haven't been able to rely on my willpower to just get it done.

Normally, I would consider my willpower to be REALLY strong. When I make up my mind on something, it doesn't budge and I just get it done... so it's been an interesting experience to really NOT BE ABLE to do something I'd decided to do..?

(I'm secretly really cross about it, actually. I guess it's the perfectionist/anal-retentionist in me?)

I'm reading "The Gabriel Method" at the moment (don't get me wrong, I don't wanna lose 100kg or anything, but I do want to change my body) and he talks a LOT about how if your body/subconcsious beleives it's unsafe to do something, then no matter how much you try to do that thing (with your conscous mind) your body will rebel EVERY step of the way.

I just have to teach/show my body that no caffiene is in my safest best interest, and that 6am starts are beneficial, and then I'm pretty sure that before long, I'll be bouncing outta bed before my alarm's gone off, full of vitality and energy, ready to start the day.

Of course, I'm also realising that - realistically speaking - I need a lot more sleep than I've previously been getting (two young children, waking in the night, a husband who snores REALLY loudly!!) so I've decided to start acting like the old woman my 17yr old tells me I am, and start going to bed really early to get a headstart!!

GRRR... and I need to be a whole lot more organised... I feel like I need to have everything regimented...

Yeah... well, we'll just see how THAT goes, won't we.

PS - have you noticed I'm not as grumpy today? I think I'm over the worst of the caffiene withdrawal process *YAY*

Project 5 Pan - P5P

So, the inimitable Valerie Valentine and I are embarking on a Project 5-Pan (P5P), and want YOU to join us.

What, pray tell, is a P5P. Basically, a much more managable version of Lollipop26's Project 10-Pan.



So, in line with my Budget Beauty theme (hence the moniker) I don't have a rediculously expansive collection to begin with, but the project is still an amazing one to do.

I did it a few months back, and now after a few more purchases, I feel it's time to go ahead for round two.

Valerie is already ahead a few notches... her first item is a lipgloss (which is already 85% gone, by her own account *laughs*) so I'm gonna have to step up a bit in order to keep up!!

Join us in our P5P, follow us on twitter (OzBudgetBeauty & VIsForValerie)to get all the daily updates, and keep us tuned to YOUR progress!!

OzBudgetEvolution: 6am rise... whatever...

Okay, so today is was day 2 of my caffiene detox.

And today was the day I was supposed to [come hell or high water] be out of bed by 6am.

Yeah right.

So disappointed in myself.

Apparently I turned off my alarm this morning. Mark assures me he never touched it. I beleive him. It's just that I don't remember any of it.

Now, I don't think that I have a 'problem' with caffiene. After all, 4 or 5 coffees a day isnt' so bad - is it?

But, apparently, my body disagrees with me. I've been grouchy and crotchety ALL day... Thankfully, I was forced into goodnaturedness this morning (I have a weekly catch-up with girlfriends, so I have to be at least civil). From there, I raced to take Moto to kindy.

We raced home in time to get Brutaxis his lunch and pop him into bed...

After checking a few emails, generally wasting time being grouchy with myself, slinging back a few DECAF coffees (no sugar), and trying unsuccessfully for a few minnies to read a book on my 'must read' list, I decided I'd better not fight it any longer...

I flopped onto my bed, fully clothed and shoed (something that I normally find so rediculously uncomfy that I can't sleep) and immediately fell asleep.

Thankfully, I had the good sense to set my alarm which - I'm happy to report - I managed to wake up to. It was only 40 minutes, but it was enough to recharge my batteries for the next few hours.

I managed do cope with Brutaxis' constant "Why?" all the way to kindy which as any mother knows, can get just a little grating after the zillionth iteration, only to be caught by a freak rainstorm on arrival.

Needless to say - getting completely soaked before I can even open the umbrella, then having to wrestle a 2yr old out of the car and carry him AND his soft-toy-friend-dujoir to the kindy didn't do too much for my general demeanour.

I am, however, thankful for small mercies... It was all 'over rover' by the time we all emerged, with the added baggage of a painting (still wet and getting paint all over my clothes, of course), a term portfolio, and a few sticks of something-or-other into the car.

Then, once we were all bundled back into the car, we had to drag our sorry selves to collect Mark from work, and get home to prepare dinner (via the beach, of course, to see the waves)...

Only for Mark to herd me back to the car immediately upon arriving home so I could go run some poxy errand before the shop shut at 5...

grrrrr

So, now I'm stuck here, writing this post, when all I wanna do is put my sorry self out of everyone's misery.

I'm heading to bed.

Better luck with the 6am thing tomorrow.