New Year Update

“Ignorance is bliss until they take your bliss away.”
So yeah, Happy New Years and all.
I tweeted on the 15th of January that this year has not been a good year so far, and up until that point it wasn’t too hot. As silly as it sounds now, I didn’t particularly enjoy the Georgia Tech loss to Iowa in the Orange Bowl on the 5th and then subsequent Green Bay overtime loss to Arizona the following weekend. Yeah yeah I know, they’re just football games, but contrasted to how uplifting the seasons had been up until that point, it was mightily heartbreaking. Then couple that with a realization that work inadvertently gave me a 5% pay cut when they stopped outsourcing their Human Resources department and brought it all in-house. So far they have explained to me that it was an unintentional mix-up and that the pay discrepancy will be fixed, but it was not a heartening sight to see that money missing from my paycheck I’ll tell you that much.
Life hasn’t been all bad news though. David’s 2nd birthday bash is coming up, and he’s been quite the entertainer recently. He repeats everything you say, and he masters all sorts of complex stuff seemingly out of the blue. He also successfully used the potty a week ago, dropping a thunderdump that had Valerie and I in shock. (Don’t worry, I got video of it after the fact. Yes, I said video. Gotta have something to torment the boy with when he gets older.) Valerie and I have been making small cosmetic updates to the house these last two months in preparation for selling it this spring. This weekend I got it on my task list to replace two horribly decrepit faucets with some shiny new ones (on sale too!). On deck, some painting, patchwork on some ceiling water damage, and a good carpet cleaning and home de-cluttering right before the list time, which hasn’t been set in stone yet and is still kinda nebulous (we’d like to time it for when the weather starts reliably warming up).
I’ve also started working out again, this time shifting my regimen to an early morning workout routine 4 days a week before heading into work. This involves me waking up and out of bed at 6:00 AM, on the road by 6:15, at the gym by 6:30, workout for an hour and then shower and ready to work by 8:30. So far I’ve been doing it for 2 weeks and I’ve been really encouraged at how well I’ve adjusted to going to bed a bit earlier at night and resisting the temptation to sleep in when the alarm goes off and it’s still pitch black and freezing out. My plan it to make it 3 months then re-evaluate my situation then (also my gym membership expires in April, so I’ll be forced to reconsider my workout routine anyway). My original plan was to follow the p90x routine of 3 months of muscle-confusion based workouts, sans the buy-ins for nutrition junk, but I didn’t realize it was a program designed for the person without a gym membership who works out at home. So instead I’ve kinda loosely adapted the training pattern and principles to my morning workouts, without following the program step by step. I think that will work out just fine for me. And don’t worry, I didn’t pay for anything, I just happened to find some p90x information floating around in some noted pirate waters, if you catch my drift.
In other awesome news, I got Assassin’s Creed 2 for the XBOX 360 for Christmas, and it’s a phenomenal game. I wouldn’t shut up about it to a coworker of mine and HE ended up getting it and “playing it until it was so late that my eyes were watering and I was half-falling asleep.” Good times. I just bought Mass Effect 2 (and dropped WoW) and gaming on the HD television just got awesome again. Valerie has been clamoring for me to buy a Wii (and the New Super Mario Bros. Wii and a Wii Fit and everything else Wii-related, she’s really entranced with the system and the games available for it), but I’m holding off until the Wii 2 is supposed to be released this year with full backwards compatibility and native HD output.
Last bit of awesomeness to share. My new music hotness is Them Crooked Vultures, a supergroup consisting of ex-Nirvana and Foo Fighters frontman Dave Grohl on drums, Led Zeppelin bassist John Paul Jones on bass, and Josh Homme of Queens of the Stone Age on guitars. I’m damn near addicted to their self titled debut, and I challenge any rock fan to listen to the album twice, and by the third listen if you’re not bobbing your head then you must be deaf. Seriously. Yeah, it’s got a Queens-ish vibe to the sound, but it’s looser and more jam-influenced and it’s been my workout mix of choice thus far.
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