The #Goalvember Fail

You may or may not remember this post where I nicknamed this month Goalvember, because I was gonna be a really good girl, be super productive,start living a better lifestyle and set some goals for myself.
These goals to be exact. 
I’m sad to report that I have failed terribly at every single one so far.
I’ve been a little bit late (5 mins or less), but late nonetheless, almost every day. I blame my cozy bed, my unruly hair, and the slippery roads.
Zero exercise has been accomplished, or attempted for that matter.
No money has been saved, I had really good intentions for this one. But my car needed new brakes and an oil change last week, so $350 went towards that. And lets be honest, safety comes before savings.
Welp. The thing is, if I don’t exercise, this one just isn’t going to happen. They kinda go hand in hand.
I’ve ate out at least three times, probably more. But I do remember at least two trips to Subway, and one to Tim Horton’s. And I’m not even counting my 3 trips to Starbucks for yummy Caramel Macchiatos.
The moral of the story is this, I’m failing thus far, but its not too late to turn it around. There’s still two weeks left to this month, and I can at least try to meet my goals during that time. 
Moving on. I had a fantastic weekend.
Hockey Friday night was great and exhausting. And I guess I kind of lied about the zero exercise thing, but there was zero exercise outside of hockey. Anywho, after hockey I vegetated, just me, my couch, and a few episodes of The O.C. 
Saturday I took my cousin, aka The Little Sister, to Target for a Girls Day Out. Which was really just my sneaky way of taking her shopping to find out what she wants for Christmas. Which was basically a fail, because while she found a ton of nice clothes that she liked, she could care less if she ever owns any of it. 
But even so, we had a really nice day together. Which to be honest was a bit unexpected, because we argue a lot when it comes to clothes. She lives in black leggings, and tops that hang off her shoulders, and a myriad of other terrible articles of clothing that “Big Sis” has deemed unflattering for her body type, or inappropriate for a 10 year old. And the child is stubborn, and usually says no to everything I suggest, on principle, not because she doesn’t like it. But to both of our surprise, we found quite a few items we both agreed on, like the adorable hat and pleather jacket above. Isn’t she cute? And can you believe she’s only 10? 
I also successfully created a Starbucks addict. But don’t worry people, Little Miss wasn’t given coffee or espresso. She stuck strictly to the Peppermint Hot Chocolate. Of course I had a sip or two, because I had to make sure it wasn’t too hot, safety first people. It tastes just like After Eight mints. Which is a good and a bad thing I suppose. Its certainly yummy, but I think it would make my tummy hurt if I drank too much, its just a little bit too sweet, just like me.

I love designer bags, just not the ones that hang out under my eyes.

Side note: I love Target so far, and I love Starbucks. But I have a bone to pick with them right now. Multiple bones actually. 
Bone One
You know that lovely BOGO campaign everyone is talking about, welp, thats not offered at the Starbucks in the Target store here. Which really kind of rots me. I mean, if Starbucks is offering a promotion, it should be chain-wide. I should not be showing up at my local store only to find that it is exempt from such wonderful deals. 
Bone Two
Starbucks has points cards, kind of. Basically, you buy reloadable cards, put money on the account, and when you use the card to buy drinks, you get points towards free drinks. Not exactly a new concept, but one I appreciate none the less, because I’m probably gonna drink two or three times my body weight in Starbucks in the next 365 days. The problem is that the Starbucks in my local Target does not accept Starbucks gift cards, or the reloadable cards, or the app that acts as an digital card. Which means folks, that I get zero points for any of the Starbucks I purchase in my city. Which I think is effing ridiculous. 
And the moral of this story, because I’m in to morals today, is that All Starbucks Should Be Created Equal.
Saturday night a bunch of us got together at my friend Kelly’s house for a few drinks and to watch UFC. Basically the same thing everyone did Saturday night. I was DD because I really just didn’t feel like drinking and then having to pay to take a cab home, working on the saving of money for Goal #3. Even with the being sober, it was a really good time. It always is with these people. 99% of the time, the guitars come out to play and the guys start singing a bunch of songs they’ve parodied. Which ends up with me falling on the floor laughing, tears streaming down my face.
And Sunday I had a lazy brunch with the fam jam for my Aunt’s birthday, and then I spent the rest of the day with Ryan Atwood and the rest of the O.C. crew. Which in my books is a perfect day.

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