Isn’t it fun to brag about yourself?
Something about giving yourself an honest compliment can lift your whole mood. What have you done today to make you feel good about yourself? It can be anything, big or small.
Here’s mine.
Officially, two weeks ago, I lost 65 pounds since July.
When I felt I needed to stand up for myself at work tonight, I did.
Stuck to my diet.
Your turn.
I stayed up the whole night cleaning the apartment (without any sleep) for an inspection at 9am.
To give you an idea of how messy my apartment was, imagine a typical bachelor’s apartment (i.e. dishes in sink forming a mini-leaning tower of Pisa).
Imagine me, a guy who can reuse a pair of underwear four times.
Imagine the carpet, after nearly a year of not vacuuming. (Its so bad that I now seldom invoke the 5 second rule because I hate getting hair in my mouth :eek: )
Even the rats and mice packed up and left a while ago. :o
And after all the hard work, the inspector didn’t show. 
:mad:
I finally proved, once and for all, on paper (and the white board) That I am smarter than my (prick of a) uni maths lecturer. And in doing so also showed the class that maths really can make sense if the teacher wants it to.
I’m happy 
I just found out that I got an A in my Portuguese class. And that’s without turning in 2 of the papers, either.
Which shows either that: 1. My Portuguese skills are really good (which would be a relief, since I feel like I’ve been losing my Portuguese ever since I came back from Brazil in late September), or 2. My professor really just didn’t care at all.
I’m inclined to believe it’s a combo of both, but that #1 above had a significant part in getting me that grade. That makes me proud.
One of my workers sent me a very nice detailed email telling me that I was the best manager he has ever had and that I make coming to work better in the morning.
Yesterday at practice, I ran about 13 reps of our workout (200 in 20, 200 in 50 is one rep.) My team stopped at around six, meaning I crushed the workout!
I’m DIYing a huge chunk of my home remodeling - yesterday I stripped wallpaper!
I have knitting that hasn’t been abandoned totally, or destroyed in a fit of pique, or even that resembles lace because of all the dropped stitches. I finished two hat-like objects, have one scarf halfway done (in moss stitch! With fuzzy pink ends in eyelash yarn!) and have yarn coming for an actual sweater.
I finally beat knitting after years of half-assed attempts and horrible disasters. I’m proud of myself for perservering this time. I guess I learned how to stick at things I suck at instead of giving up.
I hauled my butt out of bed after six hours sleep when there is nothing and nobody stopping me from sleeping. Maybe I’ll be able to fix my sleep cycle so that I’m not up until 8am and sleeping during the day anymore.
Tired and disoriented, but not in bed. Progress.
I am a Big Sister, which continually makes me proud of myself, but that’s mostly because my Little Sister is always telling me how great I am.
About six months ago, after much research and many months of preparation by the medical center, I sucked up my fear and underwent elective gastric bypass surgery. I have a horrible fear of needles that I had to push aside. I knew I could die during surgery, and in fact, the first thing I said upon coming out of anaesthesia was, “Oh, I’m not dead!”
It was the most difficult thing I ever did and I feel amazingly brave for going through with it.
I also feel amazingly SMALL. I’ve lost almost 90 pounds so far. Not only that, but last time I saw the nutritionist she wrote “exceptionally compliant” on my chart. I’m doing EXACTLY what I’m supposed to do. I have had exactly ZERO refined sugar since October. I count my protein grams and take my vitamins. I’m the bomb! I’m a poster child for a healthy diet! I have complete control over what I eat and I refuse to ever change!
Three cheers for me!
This has been an interesting week. As stated earlier, one of the guys who reports to me sent me an email to tell me that I am a good manager and basically say nice things about me.
I just now got an email from a former employer telling me that I had touched his life and thanking me for that.
(Is the universe trying to tell me something?) But it makes me feel proud that more than one person has stopped to say, in his own way, that I am a pretty good guy.
Gah, typo! The first 200 is in 40 seconds, not 20. Carry on.
Well, I’m rethinking the progress thing. Apparently, being overtired spurs the return of killer morning sickness. Oh well. Awake is awake.
On Thursday, I got over a foot of hair cut off and donated it to Locks of Love.
Heehee, I like this idea.
Congratulations to you all!
I’m proud of myself for telling my friend what I thought of her boyfriend in a diplomatic way.
My husband and I finally got all of our tax stuff together today. It’s a big deal, since we have an appointment with the accountant tonight!
It was much harder than in the past, when we just filed with Turbo-Tax. I started a home-based business that deals with inventory (Mary Kay), and I am NOT an organized person. If fact, I just realized that I don’t have my inventory count sheet in with my tax stuff! Man, I thought I was done!
As a former pop addict, I’ve had nothing but water, milk and tea to drink in the last month.
I make really, really good double-chocolate nut cookies. And almond raisin oatmeal cookies.
I’m getting some home renos done, too, and I’m quite proud of the results so far.
I went out on the academic job market this year as an ABD (all but dissertation done for Ph.D.) amongst naysayers who said I would never get interviews with English departments without Ph.D. in hand.
Hah! Ended up with six interviews, three campus visits and two job offers. Am negotiating between two campuses for best salary and bennies.
Hoorray for me!
I took a shower today…
Go me!