Tomorrow is a big day, sort of. A bigger day is coming up. That's all I have to say about that. It's not vague at all.
I applied for a new job today, with a different bank. I vaguely feel like I'm cheating, because I love my job. But it doesn't pay enough, and this job would be closer by about 20 miles. That would be heavenly.
I keep being wishy-washy about working out. It's important to me, but things have been stressful. I've been good about taking my lunch and coffee to work instead of buying food, which is a step in the right direction. I started losing weight, but then a couple rogue Poptarts put me right back where I was.