In Toronto on business, one more night here. I am holed up in the hotel room working on some files for a presentation tomorrow. Then I will have to run up the street to get everything printed. Then, I am going to flirt with danger, or at least an old boyfriend, over dinner someplace quiet and expensive.
It has been the weirdest thing - over the last 3 months or so, I have been receiving emails and phone calls from men I haven’t seen in a long time. Did some cosmic flare go out to test whether or not I am really in love? I was single and dating for a long time, my friends, a long time, so there are a lot of ‘exes’ of varying degrees floating around out there. It has been so strange, I got very freaked out when someone called me to set up a meeting and I discovered she had the same (unusual) name as the guy who was my first hearbreak after my marriage ended. And people wonder why I like martinis!
No formal exercise this trip, but I worked a trade show and that meant 10 hours a day bouncing around a booth trying to appear fresh, energetic and approachable. That’s gotta be worth SOME calorie burn.
Ok, summer is officially and legally over. Sigh. The best weather of the season has been the three weeks since Labour Day weekend. I even went swimming yesterday! (yes, I was showing off.)
Sailorboy has been suffering through a nasty allergic reaction to something. He is covered in hives from the ears down, and the antihistamines are not having much of an impact. He is only eating oatmeal, rice, carrots, and apples until it goes away, then he is on a strict diet to slowly reintroduce the high-risk foods. Which of course are all of his faves. I feel guilty eating in front of him.
I am back on a road trip to the big city this week, home Tuesday, I think. My fridge has been cleaned out and refilled with vegetables. Tomorrow I start my new exercise class, something called Zumba. If it doesn’t kill me it will make me stronger!
Well, I ended up working all day Saturday and today my brain was like a soft sponge. I could not focus on anything. I went to the mall and walked around in a fog, dodging people I knew. Perils of a small town. Eventually I came home and did a chore that left me feeling dusty, itchy and really mad (it is a long story) but the energy charge didn’t last. I should be working on a presentation for work due at the end of the day tomorrow but instead I decided to do a bit of ironing.
I must really be in procrastination mode to CHOOSE to iron clothes.
morning weight: 178.0
exercise yesterday: 20 minutes water hiking (walking as fast as I can down the beach in thigh deep water - tougher than it sounds)
sugar yesterday: don’t ask; bread yesterday: 1/2 a hamburger bun
energy level: how low can you go
morning weight: 178.8
exercise yesterday: 45 minute walk - a little more serious
sugar: one tiny brownie ( 2 bites!) bread: 2 slices 100% whole wheat (no sugar added bread, how weird is that?)
morning weight: 179.0
exercise yesterday: does running around crazy all day count?
sugar: nada (yay!) bread: 4 slices of 100% 12 grain
A 12 hour work day today; a 12 hour work day tomorrow. I am definitely sleeping in on Saturday.
morning weight: 181.0
exercise yesterday: long but slow walk with dog
bread: hamburger, thick slice of 100% 12-grain bread; sugar: one slice of b-day cake
For today: drink three big glasses of water this morning
I am having a mental/physical ‘moment’…and I am trying to get hold of myself. Now, I am not facing anything serious, I know, and this is just whining, but I am feeling a bit like the camel trying to dodge the last bit of straw…here’s the top three as of right now:
1) (TMI warning)I have to find time to see my doctor, which is geographically challenging, because I am getting worried about the severity of my periods. I have roughly calculated how much blood I lost last week and hey, no wonder I am sleepy all the time! I have started taking pregnancy vitamins. I have always been borderline anemic and this cannot be helping. I didn’t follow the telehealth nurse’s advice and go to the hospital, and now I am wishing I had.
2) Work load at work has increased to the point that I have stomach cramps when I walk from the parking lot to the office. There is nothing I can do about this - I have to make it through the next 18 months, to the end of my contract. And it is not going to get better, it is going to get worse and worse.
3) I cannot get on top of the house maintenance stuff,which adds to the stress because of a) the to-do list and b) living in it and c) knowing that no job on the to-do list will be manageable on its own.
Sigh.
K, enough whining. I am going to sleep and tomorrow I will be much more positive, I promise. I know life could be a lot worse. Like I said, I am whining.
I fell asleep on the couch at about 7pm last night and didn’t wake up until close to 7am. I NEVER sleep on the couch, and I am amazed the dog didn’t roust me out sometime in the middle of the night. That’s not a very good sign, I think. For either the dog or me.
Sailorboy’s trip has been delayed so we will get some boating in this weekend. Monday is a holiday but I will spend it at work, as this is the opening weekend for the school and we will be one rocking campus once the students roll in.
