Saturday, February 23, 2013

Cleaning Checks

It's funny how cleaning checks can be so dreaded.  You come home from school to see that white paper taped to the door and before you know it you're groaning in pain.  You start to drag your feet across the floor.  The backpack you carry seemed to gain 30 more lbs in mere seconds and your head feels too heavy to even lift up. You're half tempted to just throw your keys down the hall and run away screaming.  It's so difficult to be told that you have to clean up after your self when you have just been hiding everything under your bed and then have someone come in to tell you if you did a good enough job.  It sucks. 
Oh wait.
I love cleaning!  I love the feeling that everything is it in it's rightful place.  The feeling of peace of walking into my room after a long day at school and I can just crash on my bed for an hour until it's time to do homework or run errands or whatever.  It's really nice.
I realized something this morning while I was making my bed.  We have cleaning checks once a month to make sure everything it working properly and just because it's healthy, we tend to slack in college because other things take precedence, like sleep.  Is this true in a metaphoric sense as well? 
As much as it hurts me to admit, I am not perfect.  There are subjects I need to improve and I have good habits that I have been slacking on.  But please, let's keep that as a secret between you and me.  I don't want my minions to get any ideas.
For example, I used to be so good at running. I loved running! I could run for miles and miles.  Now I run probably two times a week and it kills every time.  I need to find a time every other day to run...Ugh, I can already feel the muscles in my legs starting to hurt...
Scripture Study.  I have always struggled with this.  When I read, I can read for hours.  I don't know why but I love reading the scriptures.  But I always forget.  I will be sitting in class when I remember that I didn't read this morning....or last night...or the day before...So I tell myself that I'll read the moment I get home.  When I finally get home I have forgotten because the only thing I want to do is eat food and take a nap before I have to write that eight page paper that's due on Monday. And study for the quiz on Tuesday.  And write that other paper due Wednesday.
Complimenting people is a random one I need to work on.  I love it when I'm walking to class and some random person will walk up to me just to say they like my shoes, or they think my backpack is cool or whatever.  It always makes me smile.  Whenever I'm in public I always see a couple of people and think to myself, "Goodness, I love her skirt!" or "He has the coolest long board I've ever seen!" but I never have the guts to go up and tell them that.  It makes my day every time I get a random compliment, I need to share my random compliments with others as well.
Maybe I should start to make a list for every month just to make sure I'm keeping up on things that I should probably be doing every day.
Oh the many joys of cleaning checks!

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Pilot

Every one struggles, every one has trials.  Some times it feels as if we are never able to catch a breath.  It is truly amazing that there are what, 7 billion?, people on this Earth and we all need different ways of coping. This is my way of coping, by sharing how I live my life, how I survive college and search for the true meanings in life, and hopefully someone out there can relate and can find a moment of relief from this crazy world within this haphazard blog.

My name is Becca. I am currently attending college at Utah Valley University studying Exercise Science with a minor in Psychology.  Similar to pretty much every one here in Provo, Ut, I consider myself a 'Starving Student'.  For those of you who do not know what that means it is pretty simple, we are students that never turn down food because we are poor.  Like dirt floor poor.  Or we at least just like to eat a lot... Either way, if food is present you can count on a lot of college students showing up at your door.

News Flash: The economy sucks. I bet you didn't know that, did you?  Granted, there are some folk that aren't struggling at all, that live in their happy little mansions made with gold.  I would like to take a moment and say to those people, you're great, but for this post feel free to sit down and let those of us who live on coupons have a moment of our own. Thanks :)

Yes, I am one of those coupon girls but don't worry, I'm not like those crazies at Walmart with a 102 coupons.  Well, not yet at least. 

I won't lie, it's so difficult sometimes being in college.  We are told these are the best years of our lives.  Say what?  Living on Ramen noodles and 8 hours of sleep a week are as good as I'm ever gonna get??  I sure hope not. 

I remember back in high school day dreaming of living on my own, working, going to school and partying all the time.  I remember planning all the awesome meals I would make, how I would decorate my apartment, the parties I would have.  Man, who knew it wasn't all cheesecake and plum fairies?  I actually have to work. Eww.  And learn to like the store brand over the more expensive box of Gold Fish. 

As if you couldn't tell already, this post is about saving money when it comes to groceries.  I am very proud to say that I just got home from Winco where I spent less that $25 for food for the next 3 weeks!  Yes, you may applaud now.

But for reals, this has taken much practice.  Learning to cut portion sizes was hard enough, but now to eat dinner out of a box when I am so used to home cooked meals with rolls, salads, and of course, deserts. 

Did you know you can buy a box of Pasta Roni for 80 cents.  That's two meals right there!!  Lunch and dinner and BAM! You just saved a couple of bucks on a meal!

But why you may ask?  To be honest, there are a lot of reasons.  Learning to live on a budget is great for the future.  Who knows what gas will cost in 10 years let alone tomorrow! 

Also, you become very appreciative of those nice meals you get every now and then when you go home.  I bet you never really thanked your mom for cooking dinner as a kid until you grew up, moved out, and realized just how hard it is to cook 3 meals a day.  Especially when your roommate used the last of the eggs and you were hoping to make cupcakes for that new guy in the complex. Guess that plan has to wait until next week...