Journaling (How do you spell that word, anyway?)

According to my brother, who came to visit me over the September long weekend, journaling is very therapeutic. He writes down the things that are on his mind, and poof!! It's all okay. Those things that were buzzing around in his head, transforming from molehills into mountains are magically contained, prevented from sprouting into something the approximate size of the Himalayas.

He claims that my sister has had the opportunity of being given ~$3600 worth of advice from a professional life coach (for free), and in the end, it boiled down to her receiving a gift of a journal from Grand & Toy.

On Saturday, at my first Weight Watcher's meeting, the leader mentioned writing things down in a journal...

It seems to me that many different things are loudly shouting at me: Start writing stuff down!!! Your life will be less stressful, and you will be more successful for it!!!

And so, now seems to be an appropriate time to resurrect this particular blog, which is the closest thing to a journal that I have. And, in resurrecting it, I should probably own up to all the things that are weighing on my mind right now.

1. I'm overweight.
2. I'm... lost the word... you know, when you postpone things until its almost to late to get them done? Procrastinating. I had to look that up. I'm procrastinating putting my application together to get my CBAP.
3. I'm also procrastinating saving money to buy my second property.
4. I'm feeling out-of-control, and vaguely unhappy about something in my life that I can't quite put my finger on - maybe journaling will help me sort through all of that.

That's probably enough for now... I can only take so much "my inner fears under a microscope and then documented" at a time...

P.S. The general sense of something being off in my life today is probably due to the fact that I'm PMS-ing... just saying.