Jo's about to gripe for a moment or two. Feel free to skip over this paragraph.

After spending 4 hours yesterday afternoon unable to leave my desk long enough to go to the darned bathroom

and unable to leave at 4:30 like I was supposed to, I fumed and cursed and, this morning, I cornered my boss and told him that I came very close to quitting. I am so sick of working my *** off and getting no appreciation, no respect, no money, especially while certain other people come and go as they please and get away with it!!!!!! Anyway, like I said, I vented to the boss (don't you hate it when you're trying to make a point and you start to get all teary-eyed and emotional???) and he at least listened to me. Not to say anything will be done about it but I feel better anyway.
OK, I'm done whining ... for now.

We have visitors in today so hopefully it'll keep him busy for a while. So I can do important things like post here!!!

Did finally get to the gym last night but the place was really crowded. I spent some time on the machines but couldn't get one of my beloved elliptical machines and just went home. Would love to report that I got on my treadmill when I got home but I can't lie to you guys.
Lizzo, I'm with you! Getting back to work is NO FUN AT ALL! Hm, maybe I should just hit the lottery and tell these folks to take this job and ... well, you know. Ooh, a gal can dream, right?
Cafe, congrats on your new "home". My desk is about as far away from the cafeteria and its vending machines as it can be and still be in the same building and that's just fine with me. BTW, I agree with Tiffany on the Lean Cuisine lasagna! In fact, I like most of the Lean Cuisines better than Healthy Choice or Weight Watchers. Pick me up a box or two? I really liked your comment about "so many other contributors" (honored or otherwise!) It's so true!! If we only ate when we were actually hungry, we wouldn't be in this shape in the first place!
Tiffany, my friend! Since I've been here you've been so funny and personable and witty and I really admire you. Now I admire you even more!

And you are so right about being fat making you invisible. I remember losing some weight and wearing my tight (as in "supposed to be tight") jeans and walking into the bar to meet my friends. There were these young guys shooting pool who immediately started coming on to me. Is it possible to be flattered and creeped out at the same time?

Either way, I had no idea how to react.
Since this post is already a book, I'm going to tell my story. I was a thin (as in average) kid. My family moved in the summer of 1972 when I was 10. I was very shy and didn't make new friends very easily. Food became my comfort and my best friend. The next summer I went back to my old neighborhood and was swimming in my old best friend's pool and at one point she said, as only one 11-year-old best friend could say to another, "Boy, your thighs are sure getting fat!" I remember it vividly to this day! And she was absolutely right. I can pinpoint that year as the year I started to get fat. And I've been going strong ever since.
I've rambled on long enough. Besides, I really have to pee! Yeah, like you needed to know that. Then I get to fill my water bottle and start all over again.
Hope you all have a good one!