Fighting the Dark Cloud of pudge!!

a journey into the psyche of weight gain

 

The Stress of it all

I had to work this weekend so I did not get to WW.  I will be in CT next weekend and then working the Sat after that - so three weeks without a weigh in.

This was the last week of school for this “quad” (which we have instead of semesters) and it was very stressful.  It must be a planetary line up as everyone I know had a week mirroring mine but it seemed everything I did ended up with a parent or someone calling a superintendent!  Even when I had documented evidence that a VP would do something, and then did not, I got in trouble!  How can that be???  I know sh*t rolls down hill (as my DH tells me).  Nothing severe enough for a reprimand or anything, but enough to get me thinking.  (did you hear the hamsters running?!!)

It is always dangerous when I start thinking - hence why I try to do as little as possible!  I started thinking about the pure cr*p I take at work.  I am not even talking about the students (incidentally the staff are in agreement that the kid who killed someone with a hammer and the girl accused of formerly being in the sex trades are our best students!).  I am tired of the administration bullying me; lying to me and the like.  this happens a lot!  Then I get a few days or even weeks where they are nice to me and all is good and I think this is not such a bad job.  Well, the light bulb went off.  First of all, I am getting all the sugar and honey now because they want me to reapply when our jobs go up for renewal.  Secondly, if I was dating someone who treated me like cr*p most of the time but was occasionally nice - you would all tell me I was in an abusive relationship and to get the heck out of there!!!  I know you would and you have never met me!! I know my friends would tell me to get out - and I would berate them for not doing the same.  So, I am thinking…why am I still there???  For the kids who steal from us every time we turn around???  I do enjoy my staff, but they, too, are seeing the handwriting on the wall.

So, what does this have to do with the dark cloud of pudge??  I know you can see where this is heading…  before I can lose weight, I have to figure out how to deal with stress.  I used to exercise, but I have absolutely no free time what with the day job that always ends two hours after I am supposed to leave (funny how the principal left for vacation at 3pm but I was there until well after 5pm!); teaching at the university once a week (and it takes me two or three nights to get my lecture notes together); taking a Masters degree course; and taking care of my mother - never mind the husband (who also had a yucky week and wants me to help him find a new job - and he is new to Canada )- and the dog..  I do get a bit of walking in but not nearly enough to destress.  Years ago I learned that I need to walk 8 km before the stress starts being relieved.

I am on vacation now until Nov 12.  Aside from the fact that I will have to go into work at least two days of that vacation (I have not even done the time tabling for the kids next quad!! I was too busy writing reports for the superintendent!), and am going to the US for 6 days, and have to still teach night school and do course work for my MEd course, I hope to get some time to start addressing the dealing with stress.  On the up note, we did just qualify for a Wii with points so that should arrive shortly.

Any suggestions will be welcome.  Right now, I relieve stress with chocolate!

Cheers!

Filed under : General
By canadianchunky
On November 1, 2009
At 10:22 pm
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patty Says:

Hey, Shari! Good to hear from you. The DIL situation just drags on and on. I guess it’s over, at least for the time being. They have shared custody but she has primary residential custody. The thing that gets me is that she’s already messed up several times but no one seems interested. I guess we’ll just have to do the best we can and hope the future will be brighter.

Be careful about that job…make sure you have something good lined up before walking. Things are tough out there. (Of course, I guess I don’t have to tell you that)

Hugs!

 

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