I feel like gloating a little and figured I might as well invite others to do the same (and probably watch this thread, like most that I start, sink like a brick tied to a lead anvil.)
My victory: It’s been nearly three weeks since I had a soda. I went from an average of 2 or 3 cups of fizzy sugar-water a day (for over two years) to zero on a whim and haven’t looked back. The amounts of milk, fruit juice and water I drink are all up and my weight is already down by about 5 pounds.
I was reminded again this morning, as I walked the gauntlet of smokers outside the back door to my building, that I’m very happy that I quit smoking 2 years ago January 2.
Good on you for 2 years of nonsmoking, velvetjones – I still feel the same thrill even though it’s now been (tah dah!) 30 years for me. Although I’m not sure it qualifies as a minor victory; it’s more of a major one in my book.
I’m just very happy every time I see my kids and realize that I raised two nice, smart, polite, fairly well-adjusted young people. A small contribution to the world, but it means a lot to me.
Minor parenting victory: Girls came home from daycare on Valentine’s Day FULL of candy, cupcakes, etc. but I still managed to get them to eat at least some of the broccoli at dinner
I gave up pop (er, soda to you yanks) a little over a year ago, having gone from drinking almost nothing but to drinking mostly water and the occasional fruit juice. (Calorie- and acidity-wise, fruit juices are pretty comparable to soft drinks anyway, though they’re healthier) I don’t know whether I’ve lost any weight (I still need to buy a scale) but there are other food issues I’m working on before I start getting down to the business of shedding the pounds in a more serious fashion.
I don’t even miss pop, either. I still have the occasional glass (ginger ale only) maybe once a week or so, but I neither have to nor particularly have the desire to most of the time. I mostly just drink water, maybe a couple of teas every day, and one coffee in the morning.
That’s my only personal victory to speak of right now. I’ll be back after I get closer to my target weight.
No minor victories for me, but I just came in to congradulate you all on yours, and to say that I chuckled when I saw the poster who started this one. I suppose Lord Il Palazzo would sort-of have to gloat over minor victories…
I finished a model the other day! --a figure of a Great White Huntress who has just shot a baby dinosaur. She’s just noticed the reaaallllly big footprint at her feet…
Fast forward to now and at the moment, I’ve been told that I have “a great reputation around the company” and am now being asked to choose between four (yep, that’s FOUR) new positions, all of which are a promotion for me. About freaking time.
I published a paper (which was a major victory) and the journal I published it in decided to use one of my pictures as its cover image. They sent me a whole stack of the beautiful, glossy, card-stock covers of the journal as acknowledgement for the cover image. It may have been a minor victory, but I look at them every morning and gloat.
I got in a rough draft of all chapters of my thesis. Still working on compiling the “works cited” list. And my advisor wants some really major changes on the introduction and conclusion. But at least I got a rough draft in, which isn’t trivial.
Well, I’ve gained 6 pounds since I started my diet, I quit smoking for all of 17 hours, and I haven’t folded laundry in in 9 loads – but my boss is so thrilled with me that she is not only not canning my ass, she is cutting red-tape to get me transferred to the other office, and moving all the stuff in my cubicle (1 Monet calender, a moose beanie baby, “my” chair, notepads and a bazillion files) by courier to my new cubicle in the other office, all with 3 days notice.
And my coworkers are bringing me a cake (chocolate, of course) and taking me to lunch tomorrow, on my last day at this office.
For a socially awkward, insecure, chubby, old, self-employed hick from Montana trying to fit into an aggressive California company with trendy employees . . .
In the grand scheme of things, it’s a minor victory indeed, but I’m just a tiny bit proud of myself right now.
My professional license was up for renewal. I aced the test. I have never even talked to another tech who has done this. Everyone seems to miss two or three questions. My 100% looked great! Four years to the next renewal period…
Fall 1999 - Spring 2000: extended post-layoff unemployment, looking at possible bankruptcy Spring 2000 - Summer 2002: stretch of unstable full-time and unpredictable part-time employment at 5 different companies. Summer 2003: Diagnosed with cancer, 1st-stage liposarcoma in my knee. Had surgery to remove tangerine-sized tumor. Start of 2007: Getting ready for my 5th wedding anniversary, son is now 6 months old, own a home in downtown Tokyo with the mortgage paid off, doctor says I’m in the clear, received my Permanent Residency visa this morning, and just finished my fifth year at a successful ad agency where I received my highest base salary ever, topped with a year-end bonus equal to ten months’ pay.
Damned if I know how it all happened, but I’m enjoying it.
my score is 32 overall… which is like in the top 2%. I can get all kinds of scholarships and stuff, especially if I keep my grades up. Yay free college!
(Proof that test scores don’t necessarily accurately measure intelligence, right there. But hell, even if it’s a fluke, I’ll take it!)