Desperately in need of venting and a hug. This week has been craziness.
Monday: My GM told me she is pregnant AGAIN. (She had a baby June 2012 and was out June 30- Oct 1. During her maternity leave I was Acting GM of the hotel where I work. I did not get any financial compensation, recognition or even a thank you, even though we exceeded budget and satisfaction every month.) She is now due in November and I will yet again be Acting GM for Nov-Feb (our busiest season!). Not looking forward to this and it has me mad.
Wednesday: Job Interview for awesome job with great benefits in my field - adversiting. Panel interview with 3 people total asking every stupid generic interview question you can think of. Get my hopes up thinking "Maybe I won't have to worry about maternity leave!"
Thursday Morning: Morning WW Weigh in before I see family. Gained 1.2 pounds after exercisng so hard and eating within my points. Traveling South to visit family and friends I get a phone call from potential job. "You were wonderful and it was SO close, but we picked the other candidate.

But I liked you so much I forwarded your info to another company who is hiring for a similar position. Good luck!"
Thursday Afternoon: Got a call from the "other company" - The position has been filled.

At this point I am an emotional wreck driving through heavy traffic and STARVING so I grab the only thing available - Sonics. I know, bad move #1.
Thursday Night: Seeing friends and family "Of course we'll meet you at XYZ restaurant." Bad decisions ensue.
Friday: Bad decisions in the morning but manage to stay within points for the day. Scale says I've gained an additional 2 pounds by the time I return home.
Now I'm looking back and kicking myself hard for giving in to depression about the job thing and hanging out with friends.

I only hope that I can be good enough and work hard enough this week to make the difference to at least maintain my gain from last week. Why must alchohol have so amny points?!