The end is near.

No. Not that end.

The end of my destructive habits is near. Very near.

Beginning later today when I wake up (I’m writing this at 12:39am on a Sunday morning), I’m putting an end to my destructive habits. No man, woman, or cat is safe from these rules in my apartment either.

Starting tomorrow:

1. My apartment will be cleaned and will stay clean. This only goes for the human in my apartment. The cats really have nothing to do with this. I just know that when I don’t clean my apartment, they’re really grumpy and wind up sleeping on the piles of clothing on the floors. Also, I feel as though the state of your apartment represents the state of togetherness in your life. Right now, both are a mess. Maybe if I clean up one, the other will fall in line?
2. Regular exercise will occur. Back in April, I’d lost 20 pounds. I was feeling really good, ready for summer and a new job to start, but it all fell to pieces. As soon as I started the new job, I spent more hours commuting and sitting at a desk than I spent standing or moving my body at an aerobic pace. I’ve definitely gained some of that weight back and I’m not happy about it. I also want to feel stronger and be able to do more (and be able to buy a single digit-sized coat in October). This rule definitely applies to the cats. I mean, just look at this guy:

   

3. Only healthy, nutritious food will be consumed, unless it’s a special occasion. I’m also going to start feeding the boys healthier cat food. We all need to eat better if we want to be around longer.
4. No more staying up late on weeknights. I need to make a schedule and stick to it. I think I’m going to start sleeping with a water bottle in bed with me so I can spray the cats when they do things like pawing at my face or attempting to rip out the hairtie in my hair while I’m sleeping.

It all begins with tomorrow: “clean-the-hell-out-of-your-apartment” day. I’m finally going to put together the desk I bought a month and a half ago. Hopefully, it won’t turn into a Liz Lemon situation where I need to use a ham-covered wedding dress to stabilize my new desk. We’ll see. Afterward, I plan to sit down and start blogging regularly.

Poor you.