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  • Eddie got chosen for jury duty.  The trial will be at least this week.  Fucking awesome.
  • Talked to my parents today and found out that my last living grandparent is very sick.  Fucking awesome.
  • I tried to cook myself food and being a dumbass I walked away from the stove while water, milk and butter were coming up to a boil.  Now the entire house smells like burned milk.  Fucking awesome.
  • Was playing poker today and rivered a full house.  “Yay!”, right?  Not when the other guy turned a bigger one.  Fucking awesome.

Ack.

I have to remember that.

Tomorrow’s a new day, a new start.

Here’s to it being better than the last week’s been.

Here’s to me not beating myself up for not understanding every little teeny thing about poker immediately.

Here’s to no more headaches.

Here’s to being in a good mood.

Here’s to being optimistic.

Here’s to studing and playing poker and getting better at it all the time.

Here’s to Eddie and I treating poker like a job, instead of like a hobby.

Here we go.

I am so frustrated right now.  I’m TRYING to learn poker but it’s entirely too difficult.  There are 987987 different things to remember and well my brain just isn’t that smart.  I try to tell myself that YES YOU CAN DO THIS, but…just…AAAAAAUGGGGGHHHHHH.

I’m sure that all I need is practice and patience with myself, but patience with myself just isn’t something I’m good at.  I’m supposed to understand how to do everything IMMEDIATELY.  I’ve always been that way with myself and it sucks.  If I don’t get it immediately then I’m stupid.  I don’t know WHY I’m like that.  It’s not like my parents spoke to me that way or thought that or anything.  They both think I’m the smartest person in the world.

I’m also frustrated at the fact that I really have no creativity at all.  I can not come up with any cute idea or design on my own, I have to copy.  And it’s SO DAMN FRUSTRATING to see these gorgeous pieces of jewelry or wonderful graphics or wonderful photos or whatever and just know that I will never be able to come up with something like that.

I try to be positive.  I really, really do.  I always try to look on the bright side of things.  If Eddie has a horrible session, I try to be like “Well, you’ll get it back next time!” or “You can’t help it if other players are stupid.  You just have to play your game, hope for the best, and hope that variance is on your side.”

I’m quite positive when it comes to him.  But when it comes to me?  HELLO, DEBBIE DOWNER.

I know all about the power of positive thinking and that if you believe it yourself, it’ll happen, blah blah.  It’s just so freakin hard to think positive when I’ve been watching poker videos for almost 3 solid weeks and I’m still so damn lost I barely know what a continuation bet is.

And then I look on Etsy and see that THE ABSOLUTE UGLIEST BRACELET I’VE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE sells like hotcakes and I can’t sell anything to save my life.

/end rant

Randomness

I’ve begun learning how to properly play poker.  I decided that I wanted to get a job to help out with the bills, but I don’t really want to work outside of the house.  So, Eddie suggested to just play poker instead of trying to find a job somewhere.  Made sense.  So for the past few weeks, I’ve been watching videos on StoxPoker.com and sweating him playing.

On Saturday, I played my first session with him watching me.  I was VERY nervous, and it took about an hour and a half before I was a bit more comfortable.  It’s definitely going to take some time.  Eddie can, like, 8-10 table at a time, and I can barely 1 table.  Add another table in there and I freak directly the fuck out.  But, I remember when he could barely 3 table.  So I’ll get there…just may take years.

We’re having 3 people over tonight for dinner.  Two of them haven’t seen the house yet and the other one is going to Thailand next week and will be gone for 3 months.  I’m irritated because I want to wear something cute but I’M TOO FAT.  Nothing fits.  I have like 1 pair of jeans that fit and everything else is tight.

A couple months ago I blogged about that we were starting Body for Life.  And we did.  We did it for a whopping week.

We had very good intentions.  We did.  But Valentine’s Day was the first Saturday we were on the diet, and Sunday’s cheat day.  So on Sunday we had this huge nice Valentine’s Day meal, and then that Monday Eddie surprised me with a couples massage and a facial for me at the Spa at Green Valley Ranch.  It was WONDERFUL.  And after that we just kinda didn’t do the diet anymore.

On the diet you have to eat like 6 times a day, and workout for at least an hour, and that was just NOT gonna happen while we were in the process of moving.  So, the plan was to start up after we got settled.

But then the Friday Before Moving Day happened.

Long story short, Eddie fell and really messed up his ankle.  So now, we can’t get back to the diet until it heals.  Which is gonna be at least another couple weeks.  Probably a month.

So I’m just gonna continue to be fat for awhile.  Should just accept and move on, I suppose.