Dumbbell and Debt

I can sit here and watch tv while working out. I know it's not the best way, but it's better than nothing.
I look mad because I worked all day and I'm really too tired to do anything else. I'd prove it by showing you a picture of my dishes (stacked up to the ceiling) but I'll spare myself that embarrassment. I am however, going to keep this picture on here. It shows my double chin and horrible skin. If I had chosen not to eat that chocolate today at work, my face might glow a little more. This is a reminder to myself to search for a cleansing mask. I bought so much healthy food and it's still just sitting in the fridge. It always seems like such a good plan, ya know? Buy all the healthy food and none of the junk. Actually, I guess it has worked because I haven't had anything unhealthy to snack on, except at work. Maybe I should go back to leaving my money at home.
I just transferred all my money to my savings account. I hate taking money out of savings. I used to just have cash stashed in a box at the apartment. I screwed up my bank account with one stupid mistake. Long story short; I disputed and wrote letters to the right companies and a year later, I've got a bank account again. Being able to see the money sitting there in savings makes me not want to touch it. I feel like the bank looks down on me for transferring money from savings to checking. I try not to spend if I don't have to. I've got so much to do with my money. I've set up payment plans with all of the credit collectors but have yet to make a payment. I've only got $3,000 worth of debt. I need a newer car. I need a house. I hate this apartment. I'm always stressed. But like I was saying earlier, I'm going to give it all to God. What have I got to lose?
Basically, my worries are a domino effect. If I can get a newer car that requires very little maintenance, and start over without having to hunt down a title, I'll be able to drive to work without having a panic attack. If I can get that ball rolling, my excess money could go toward paying off my debt. Once my credit is fixed I can get moved into a bigger place. If I'm in a bigger place, where I'm actually on the lease and not hiding from the manager, it won't always seem crowded and messy. If I'm not miserable to be at home, I'll cook more, clean more, actually unpack, and be happy/ peaceful in my own home.
That's the plan. Pray that I don't get pulled over before that happens.