My Quest to Become Less Slug Like
Well, it finally happened. Yesterday I turned … 31 years old. Terrible, I know. If I thought turning the big 3-0 was traumatic, it’s nothing compared to turning 31 and still being exactly where you were, doing exactly what you were doing a year ago. I suffer from a horrible, horrible disease called laziness and procrastination. Can’t get off my butt and do something to save my life. Just look at this blog! I said I would have it up and running again on New Year’s and here it is now March and I’m just making the first post. I am a lazy daisy. A slug.
How does one combat laziness and procrastination? How do other people do it? Just watching other people get stuff done and complete projects and be all energetic makes me tired. Am I the only person in the world who wants to watch movies all day in their footie pajamas and eat a whole carton of ice cream? How do people function on anything less than 10 hours of sleep a night? What am I doing wrong?!
(big, explosive sigh) I’m tired of being a slug. It’s no fun being a slug. I don’t want to leave a slime trail behind me as I ooze through life. (Ok, leaving that analogy because I’m starting to gross myself out.) I think I’m having an early mid-life crisis. (I just did a Google search for “mid-life crisis” and it gave me the auto-finish suggestion of “mid-life crustacean”. The internet confuses me sometimes.) So, 2014 is the year I transform myself from a slug into a … can I say butterfly? Whatever. I’m transforming myself from a slug into a butterfly!
Item Number One: Go to the Doctor
This really started out because my hair was freaking falling out. There is no history in my family of hair loss and I was only 29 when I first noticed I was getting a little thin on my crown. I have long hair, so I’ve always lost a lot of hair in the shower, but I’ve never had thin spots. I had blood tests done and then more blood tests. I harassed my general practitioner into referring me to a specialist, an Endocrinologist, who looked at those same blood tests and was astonished I wasn’t already on a pill for low thyroid (among others). It took all of 5 minutes. (And then he charged me $149. I hate doctors and medical insurance.)
Now 6 months later, I’m seeing more hair in those thin places. Along with that, the thyroid pill helps with my metabolism. I have a little more energy and have lost a couple of pounds while on the meds. But, a lifetime of habits is hard to break. I’m still annoying slug-like.
Which brings me to Item Number Two: Making To Do Lists