2016 Word – Hustle


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In the early part of 2016, I used One Word to frame the year and my intentions. The word that chose me was “hustle” after I’d done Jon Acuff’s “30 Days of Hustle” in January. Although I’d initially picked something else as my word, it became apparent that was to be my word this year. I can’t say I was too thrilled with it and I didn’t quite warm up to it until this fall.

I didn’t want to hustle anymore. I wanted down time, time with family and friends, time to have more fun, and to not be constantly striving.

However, due to an almost immediate change in my new job, hustle was it for this year. A long-time employee quit and I was the only one on the team that had done what she did for sales, use, and property taxes (and a few more things besides that). I did it twenty years ago, but no one on my team had ever done it. As I joked, the last time I’d used some of that software, it was still DOS.

So I stepped up and took it on. It was highly stressful, but also good for me to brush up on old skills. It got better as the year went on, but there were several meltdowns on my part when I was overwhelmed and saw no way out.

My hustle went like this:

  • January to April – my changed job
  • May – new grandson / helping my daughter & son-in-law with their second baby in two years
  • June – my health as I did a Whole 30
  • July – changing my exercise – I spent the month tired and achy
  • August – working on my breathing as it became apparent with my exercise that this was a problem
  • September & October – work
  • November – smoking on my Big Green Egg
  • December – work

So it wasn’t all about my job, but that definitely impacted everything. As for my exercise, in the heat of the summer I stopped walking during lunch. Instead, I started rowing and doing yoga. Both were good for me, but it was hard for a long time. I’m now rowing with more resistance and for a longer time. The yoga has given me a better range of motion, although my balance has not improved much yet. I struggled to breath normally as I exercised and spent several weeks figuring out how to tame it so that I wasn’t puffing so badly.

The Whole 30 was interesting. It’s a cleaning eating detox program for 30 days. I did two weeks before the baby was born, then 5 weeks after I got back. I actually felt worse at the end than the beginning, which is not the normal experience. It took several more months before I started to really see benefits from it. Although wheat and gluten are not good foods for me, dairy turned out to be the worst problem and I’ve now eliminated it completely from my diet except for grass fed butter. Even yogurt was a problem.

As for work, my bosses and I have made an effort to get me back to my part-time hours. I took off two weeks in May when my grandson was born and didn’t use vacation time for it because my hours were so high. My employer has now hired a new employee for me to transition this work to, so I can go back to state income taxes, which is what I was hired to do. He’s still new and very overwhelmed, but that will resolve itself in the next few months.

My grandsons are 22 months and 7 months. They’ve kept their mother’s blue eyes, or as I tease my son-in-law, him and his father-in-law have a very strong recessive gene for two guys with brown eyes. The boys are healthy but keeping their parents hopping. Neither my daughter or son-in-law are getting much sleep.


If you’re interested in trying One Word next year, Ali Edwards has just opened her class. I’ve taken it for a while now and it’s helped me get a lot out of my using my word and making it happen.

Prior Year Words With Links:

My words for the last few years have been:

2011 – Gratitude

2012 – Serene

2013 – Prepare (curiosity was the first choice, but not what I went with)

2014 – Remember (to smile)

2015 – Create

Something Old, New & A Re-Do

Today’s February Joy Dare was to find a gift nearly worn out, a gift new, a gift made-do.  The Joy Dare’s really help me to see God in the small things of life and to appreciate the many gifts that are around me.

A gift worn out – my old black T-shirt that I wore today.  It wasn’t quite warm enough and later I put on a heavier sheet as we went from 80 degrees yesterday to barely 50, complete with high winds most of the day.  I used to wear that black shirt to work years ago.  It’s faded, a little pilled, but oh-so-comfortable.  I’d wear it all the time if I could.  I love it when clothes better as they get worn out.

A gift new – we got the dogs their new beds – all three of them.  Yes, the little guy got one of his own too.  He’s been using it!  He still likes to sprawl out on the big dogs bed, but he’s enjoying having one of his own.  So far, dog #1 has not tried to stuff himself into it like he did the cat bed.

A gift made-do – my favorite boy toy recently completed a big job.  He struggled with his iMac.  It kept bogging down, taking precious  minutes to complete a task.  He made enough from the job to get a new computer with a faster graphics card, more storage and more memory.  The same tasks are now done in a few seconds.

It’s possible his old computer is having a hardware failure, but he got it scratched and restored and now it’s mine.  So in addition to my laptop, I have a full size iMac with the latest version of Lion on it, plus a copy of my Photoshop Elements, Topaz filters, and Apple’s Pages.  I love the big bright screen.  Even if the hardware eventually fails, it’s nice having a computer up in my office instead of dragging my laptop all over the house.

I also have one more gift from today – actually, I read the dare wrong and had recorded this before realizing my mistake:

A gift re-do – a few days ago I mentioned that I was no longer swimming due to the time it took.  After thinking it over for a few days, I realized the time commitment to swim 3x / week, including driving to & from plus showering would be roughly the same was walking 4x / week.  My cardio workout from swimming is much better, I catch less colds, and swimming makes me feel really good after I toughen up to it.  So I re-upped my gym membership for another year and started swimming again.  As I get back into a routine swimming, I will probably spend my lunch time either taking pictures, writing or reading.

I thank God for my nice clothes that last long enough to be worn on weekends, that I can afford to buy new beds for my boys, for an answer to my prayer for a regular computer, and for exercise that agrees with me and improves my health.

It was a good day today.  No wandering though, but I did enjoy reading and cuddling a dog.

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Scale Says I’m Fat

For those of you know me, you’re going – really?  This is a news flash how?  For those who have not met me, I am yes – pretty darn fat.  Getting on the scale is no fun and it never was.

This is not a new problem in my life.  I was so fat as a baby, I didn’t sit up for a long time because my diapers rolled me right over to the other side.  In grade school, I shopped in the chubby clothes, which did not have anything nice or cool to choose from.  I’ve gotten my weight down from time to time, but usually only with doing something pretty drastic, such as a medically supervised fast.  It made me so sick that I’m surprised it didn’t leave me with permanent health problems.

I learned a long time ago to be comfortable with how I look.  I’d rather be thinner, even by a little, but I’m also not going to wait to live my life until I lose weight.  For the most part, I have no real physical limitations due to my weight.  I wouldn’t want to run a marathon, but I did at one time in my life ride my bike on a metric century.  I’ve done a lot of hiking.  I’m still physically active, although not to that extent anymore.

I am particular about my hygiene and clothing choices.  While I’m not fancy about it, I do make efforts to fix my hair nicely and wear some make-up and jewelry.  So while I’d rather not be so heavy, I’m also not ashamed of it.

Everyone has something to be ashamed of.  Mine can be seen and is more obvious.  But I don’t let it run or ruin my life.  I work around it like any other problem that isn’t easily solved and take care of myself as best as I can.

I don’t have tons of super skinny shots, but here’s one from my high school graduation.  The girl with the long brown hair is my sister.

Word for tomorrow – CONSECUTIVE.  If you prefer to work ahead, see the list for the week under “A Word A Day”.

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Pump Those Arms & Legs

Pump (from Wiktionary) – An instance of the action of a pump; one stroke of a pump; any action similar to pumping.

In late January, I started walking outside again.  I simply could not face another lunch workout in the gym, staring out the window as my legs did a pump on the stationary bike.  I wasn’t the only walking outside – you can see here all kinds of people along the canal (I took this in February), their arms and legs doing a pump as they walked along briskly.  I come back to my desk feeling better for the fresh air and exercise, making for a more productive afternoon.

To see how others might interpret today’s randomly selected word, check out KittyHere or There, Anywhere; hugmamma’s MIND, BODY and SOUL;  and ThreeSixFive, TwoZeroOneOne.  It is amazing how differently we each respond in our posts.

Word for tomorrow – CASTING.  If you prefer to work ahead, see the list for the week under “A Word A Day”. 

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