No Time To Nap

Crystal and I became acquainted on Twitter where you can follow her too @CrystalC2B. Today she joins us to talk about her new project on her blog No Time To Nap. Please take a moment to check out her blog, tweet her or leave a comment here.

Hello Have Stroller Will Travel Readers!

I blog at No Time to Nap, about all the things I should be doing or am doing when there is a nap to be had.  One topic near and dear to my heart is my Happiness Project that I began in January.  After reading Gretchen Rubin's The Happiness Project (now in paperback, if you didn't know!) last year I was super inspired to do my own project this year.

A big part of doing your own Happiness Project is defining why you are doing one; perhaps you have a specific area of your life you are not happy with.  More likely, you have taken a good hard look at yourself and realized that there are some behaviours and habits you have that you want to get rid of; at least, that's how it worked for me.

The first thing I did after asking myself the same questions Gretchen asked herself was to think about my resolutions.  As they apply to your Happiness Project resolutions are really more monthly/daily goals you are working towards.  In my case; January was an organization month, I researched and made up a weekly schedule and house cleaning list. Since I was setting myself up to be happier I kept it pretty low key and was happy if I accomplished two things I scheduled per day.

Keeping track of my daily goals has been a bit of a struggle for me.  By emailing Gretchen I was able to see the sheets she made up for herself to create accountability for herself.  Since I hadn't decided on a hardcopy version of my tracking sheets I started off using Awesome Note for my iPod Touch.  Now I've  made a physical copy of resolution tracking so I'm slowly catching up from the notes I made.

I'd like to thank Alissa for having me guest post and invite you all over to my blog if you have any questions about my Happiness Project.

"Oh my, My"

(Since I'm out of town and not sure what my Wi-Fi options will be, check out this hilarious post from my sister-in-law Crystal. You can read more of her antics at Oh My Deary.)

I wasn't going to repeat any of this...
I'm going to embarrass myself and post it anyways.
Chris left me home alone today and did not, *I repeat* did not find a sitter for me. LOL
Okay.. On with it!

I was driving behind this crazy looking guy. I don't say that to be rude but this guy was seriously crazy looking. He was riding on a Neon green Moped/Scooter deal. We were stopped at this traffic light and it was taking Foorevver. I'm noticed this guy had a Black leather iPOD!! Stuck to his ankle. I was like hmmm. I don't think I've ever saw an I-pod on someones ankle before. I was thinking to myself how weird that was.

Then I started going into my *I'm_a_woman_and_I_over_analyze_anything_and_everything_frame_of_mind*(Mind you this is all that was going through my mind at the time, in the following.)

I was like hmmm. Maybe he has to wear the iPod on his ankle because he doesn't have a radio on his scooter, maybe it's because his jacket is too tight and it won't fit on his arm, that can't be an iPod... How do the headphones get up to his ears??? Ohhh. He sticks them up his pants! hahaha.. Nooo. That's pretty gross who would do that. Oh I hope he turns his head so I can see if he has head phones on. This is just too weird! **Guy looks left & right** When he looked left he had something white in his ear. Then I thought "Well maybe I'm just behind on times.. maybe evverythingggg is wireless now" Then the guy turns his head right. Nothing white. . . Man this guy is just too weird ~~~ GREEN LIGHT! We start driving.. Still thinking about all of this. Driving, Driving, Driving.

Cops pull him over.

*Proceed to hardware to pick up Chris for Lunch*

I told Chris my lil' ordeal on the way to get him... He's laughing at me, laughing, laughing, giggling, laughing.... He's like TETHER CRYSTAL!!! THE GUY YOU SAW WAS WEARING A TETHER NOT A WIRELESS iPOD!!!

*hysterical laughter*