I went to bed at a decent time last night … around 10:30ish … and then was up at 1:15 for almost 2 hours, lol.  I read, filed my nails, watched some Michael Jackson updates … you know, the things everyone does at 2 am when they can’t sleep? lol.  So of course when the alarm went off at 7 am I was NOT happy.

Then, to top it off, I arrived and work and realized I left my coffee on the kitchen counter!  Grrrrrrrr!  On a day I really needed it.  In the elevator I was thinking how nice it would be if my boss had stopped for his tea this morning and bought me a coffee, and wouldn’t you know it, I opened my office door and a nice hot toasted almond coffee was on my desk.  Yes!  It is going to be a good day after all! ;-)

Today is a quiet work day.  Just writing up some documentation and a performance improvement plan for a not-so-cooperative employee.  Therapy at 5 pm.  My stomach just flipped.  This is session #4, and I still am nervous and queasy at the beginning of each time.  I am always glad I went, after the fact, lol.  Today may be an exercise work day off, or just treadmill in the evening.

Today’s Food:

  • Breakfast: Toaster strudel, coffee
  • Snack: Apple or Peach
  • Lunch: Ham on Honey Wheat bread
  • Snack: Other pc of fruit that I didn’t eat for morning snack
  • Dinner: Not sure, forgot to defrost something.  Will be something healthy though.

Tom arrived today also.  Yippee skippy.  Maybe this is contributing to my weird mood.  I feel a little anxious.  R is at the dr this morning, I suppose that is some of it also.  I am sure everything is fine.  Therapy, R at the dr., Tom mood, etc … this all makes sense.  I still don’t like the feeling I have though.

I am going to order myself a new Firm DVD today, a kickboxing one I had eyed some months back but then never purchased because I joined the gym.  I like the gym class too, but would like to have the DVD for an option.

My coffee is already getting low … boo.

Okay, I am going to email God (literally) and get back to work.  I read in my book last night (rather, this morning) that sometimes instead of praying she writes letters to him.  Call me crazy, but I have nothing to lose, right?

Hugs!