So, I've had my ups and downs the last two days. PMS is kicking my butt, emotionally and physically. I feel fat. Not how I normally feel fat (the at peace with my body, I know I need to lose weight but I still look pretty good, kind of fat), but the bad kind of feeling fat where you hate your body and get depressed just looking in the mirror. It feels bad, like something rotten in my chest. I don't feel like this very often anymore and I don't like it. I worked really hard to stop feeling like this on a daily basis. Physically, I feel exhausted. BUT, overcoming that, I still went to the gym and did 45min on the elliptical on a decent resistance and incline. BAM. Take that, PMS.
I had Whataburger for dinner and I don't regret it one bit. Even put the entire meal, down to ketchup and Powerade drink, in MFP and I only came out to 1600cals for the day. That definitely felt like a "have my cake and eat it too" situation.
One of the interviews from yesterday went well (the adult day care), but I think I'm going to end up taking a nursing home job after all. I have an interview tomorrow morning for an LVN charge nurse position. I'd be starting as a medication aide, and then when the LVN position opens up on February 1st, I'd step into that position. A lot of people wouldn't like starting out as a med aide, but I think it'll give me a chance to get familiar with passing meds quickly and efficiently before adding in the rest of the responsibilities of the nurse position. Initial pay is decent (a couple dollars an hour higher than my pre-nursing school job), and the nursing pay will be amazing once I fill that position. I'm excited to not be poor for the first time in years.
Bookmark: Small steps, one on top of the other, will get the job done!! Just keep on keeping on.
Laurie! You're alive! I was wondering where you were, what's been going on. Hope it all comes together, I totally get that completely overwhelmed feeling.
Slash: A loss is a loss!
Nici: Congrats on the new-new numbers and sending good juju that they stick!