In fact, I'm going home next weekend for Mother's Day. Going up Friday, coming back Saturday because of swimming lessons.I absolutely do NOT want to go back in that building on Monday. Or at all, if I had a choice. I have to forgive these people, it goes against how I was brought up, and also my religion. That is one of the biggest parts of Yom Kippur; and although that doesn't happen until the fall, I still need to do it.
By the time they're finished with me, I probably will need therapy! I just want to go in there on Monday and tell our team leader where she can stick her "friendship" (because, really, as you guys said, with friends like her, who needs enemies?!), and to give me all the stuff I've loaned her back. I don't care if its petty. I just want to go in there and say, "I have to put up with you here, during school hours for business purposes. I do NOT have to put up with you for anything other than the duties directly required by my position. Don't ask me to do anything, just staay away from me and leave me alone." But I can't, because she'll find someway to twist that, and I'll wind up with some other meeting.
Oh, sigh. I was in the pool swimming tonight for the first time in nearly a month between the upper respiratory infection, sinus infection, antibiotics, CEC conference, etc. It felt good, but I'm tired now... I think I'll go to bed. I went grocery shopping after swimming, and treated myself to dinner at Applebees.
I wound up throwing out the ribs, and the mashed potatoes. I just couldn't eat it. I ate part of the steak and the vegetables and some of the soup. Its been like that all week since they started this nonsense.


Not too sure that I won't be sneezing...but at least we will be on a roller coaster and I won't care about the sneezing so much! Will pack sandwiches for our dinner and will walk quite a bit.... does that count for exercise?! We will be leaving in about an hour.... so I better get myself together!
She never shuts up long enough for me to tell her what she needs to know.
She is one of those nervous talkers. For every one thing I explain, she has ten come backs.
If she would just open her ears and shut her mouth, she would learn a lot from me. And, she's got to stop thanking me profusely. It's enough already.
( I am so tired and it is ONLY Monday!)
. My DH inhales food (in between meals) intended to be future meals as if he were snacking on a cookie. So, when I saw the empty pan on the counter this morning, I commented, "Gee I was hoping to have some of that for lunch. If I snacked like you do, I'd be REALLY BIG." Yes, I know, I walked right into that one.
His reply came back like machine gun fire all about how going to the gym occasionally doesn't cut it. He criticized me and my efforts cutting me to tiny pieces.
F*CK HIM.
I hate it--the admin makes it this competition. It's SO stupid. I took today and tomorrow off (my first hookies this year), and I am glad. Home is so non-toxic, and I feel refreshed and awake and clear-headed.
: More than that, though, getting asked out made me realize that things really are changing. I know vividly that feeling of being so insecure and attributing that insecurity to my weight.
What the h*ll?! What does he want anyway? A fat wife or a thin wife? I have consistently been working at losing weight. Yes, I f*ck up here and there, but I have made important changes in my eating habits by cutting back on carbs, sugars, fats, and portions. No, I haven't exercised as much as I need to. It is just really hard to fit it in what with working two jobs, going to graduate school, and trying to raise a child. He may be tired of my excuses, but I'm tired of the mixed messages.