Happy(ish) Tuesday - well, about as happy as a Tuesday can be.
Yesterday was Monday, and I decided it was going to be a fresh new start. I began with a super-duper workout that left me drenched with sweat and felt so great to shower and lather up my hair and I felt squeaky clean and new by the time I got out. The workday was very busy and I worked until almost 7PM, which was fine because I got a lot of stuff done. I ate well throughout the day and was even able to take a lovely walk at noontime with the dog.
My problem was, when I got home, I ate nearly the whole refrigerator! I was simply starving, and though I’d packed my fridge with [mostly] healthy stuff, I leaned toward the not-so-healthy last night. I made a salad fit for four people and loaded it with ground beef and cheese and spicy goodness. I actually looked at it and then my stomach and asked myself - OUT LOUD - how that whole salad was going to fit into my belly.
Well, it did.
I felt fully satisfied, but not overly stuffed. How is that even possible? How does one have so much self-control 90% of the day and then lose it at the finish line? I’m just starving by the end of a long day. Anybody have any tips?
Perhaps I’m switching one vice for another? I used to come home from work at night and drink a bottle of wine. Now I’m coming home and eating my weight in salad?!
Anyway. It’s Tuesday. Another new day. I’m going to try to figure this out.
The days are thoroughly stressful, and my weirdo boss and fucked-up staff are not helping matters. I desperately wish I could work from home one day a week, but with the hectic meeting schedules, it seems not possible. For example, I have six meetings lined up today, two presentations to work on, and the requests keep piling up. The only good thing about what’s going on is that Negative C. is buried in work too, so there’s no real time to do a lot of communicating with her. Emotional A. is going on a business trip later this week, so at least I’ll have some respite from tears…
Yeah, yeah. We all have stressful jobs. Deal with it, right? I’m working on it.
Unfortunately, my job search has slowed to a crawl due to my lack of enthusiasm and just being exhausted at the end of the day. The weekends turn into sleep fests because I want to just rest. Plus, I work pretty well on a deadline…I just need to give myself one!
OK. Speaking of the time, I gotta roll. I have 3 meetings this morning, starting in 5 mins…
XO,
GS
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