Domestic Geek

So, I'm taking a little break from researching health-related issues. I had some lunch and just finally got my morning coffee. I just realized we've over a third of the way done. Very cool. Although I set a goal of $500, I was going to be grateful for any sponsors I got. Well, lookie over in the sidebar ----->

We're up to $300 people! Yay!!! Thanks to all my sponsors who so graciously pledged their support.

I'm so going to get myself on the ball next year. So many bloggers are giving away stuff they made. I could so do that if I got my act together. Hmmm, that gives me a topic for a post.

I saw a post over at my friend Deb's site, Body, Mind & Solar, with the following video describing the differences of Type I & II diabetes. I didn't really know the differences and the video is well done and explains it quite well.

Heh, I wondered while in the shower how many people in the Blogathon post about taking a refreshing mid-thon shower? I know I'm not the only one!

Do your eyes water when you yawn? Mine do. What's up with that? This is normally the time I take my Saturday afternoon nap, so things are going to be a little touchy for the next couple of hours until I get a second wind. Think I'll hit the shower after this post.

Anyway, as I alluded to in my last post: Procrastination is one of my biggest health-related enemies. I always mange to cause myself undue stress and worry because I put things off. I leave for work giving myself exactly the amount of time I need to get there on a good day. If any traffic jams or other problems arise, I'm late. It's that way with the food I eat, too. I put off going to the store until the last possible minute and then grab something quick and usually not too nutritious to just get some food in my belly. I've always put off projects until the night before they are due. Like last night, I was changing my template for Blogathon at 1 am to something to get me by because I've been dragging my feet on my redesign.

That leads to another stress causer: Perfectionism. I know in my head that perfect doesn't exist, yet I obsess over things being perfect and get really stressed and depressed if things don't work out just the way I wanted or expected them to. Crazy that I do that to myself, huh?

It's long been known that pet owners have less stress in general that non-pet owners. There's something therapeutic in stroking a big, fuzzy creature.

I want another dog. While we still have bunnies, it's just not the same as having a dog, you know?

I've been reading a fellow 'thonner and Colorado resident over at Tucker Talks Back (blogging for Max Fund). Tucker is a Siberian Husky. Made me think of my old beloved dog Ursa that was an Alaskan Malamute.

EDIT: If you haven't been around the last few years, I wanted to share a picture of my beloved dogs. We lost Skippy this last January (the brown Shepherd mutt). We lost Ursa (the Alaskan Malamute) back in August 2002. I miss them.