I'm just your average, everyday, divorced 38 year old girl -- overweight, tragically unhip,
and trying to make a life for myself. I live with two furry beasts, Dave and Abby, whose
feline mission in life is to choke me with their fur. Nothing special.
Wednesday morning. Wow. I have never won anything in my life and being recognized for this site, which is so incredibly special to me on so many levels, is really wonderful. I'm tearing up while I sit at my desk at work just thinking about it. The most special thing about it is that most of the sites in the same category are regular reads of mine, people I admire, and it's just such an honor to see my site name up there with theirs. Thank you very much to those who voted for me, to those that voted for anyone, to be honest, because this is a category where a little support, a little kindness, a little recognition, really does go a long way.
Monday night. Forget about college and high tech, I should have become an electrician or plumber. Gah, gah, gah! I bought a new water heater with installation at a very large, national home improvement warehouse today and nearly had a heart attack when I found out how much the installation will cost. The heater itself is $200 and TCB had warned me to expect that installation would be about the same as the heater but boy was he lowballing it. The installation plus a city permit (who knew???) will be an additional $400 - yow! Still, it must be done because cold showers are putting me in a very cranky frame of mind and we cannot have that.
Sunday morning. The past week has both flown and dragged by. When it comes to getting myself back on the straight and narrow - at home, for my health, with my obligations - it seems as though I was just posting about how productive I was going to be. When it comes to work stress, however, these past seven days have just dragged on interminably. Every time I think that it's going to get better, I end up more stressed that week than the week before. I don't know if this is the job for me. Seriously. I have this terrible feeling of dread when Sunday rolls around now because I know I've got to go back in again. I don't like feeling this way and I love the company that I work for far too much to just leave. If only things would slow down a little so that I could make an objective assessment. Ah, well, I'll just survive this and start preparing to give mid-year assessments to my (many) employees. *sigh*
On the fitness front, I've joined Ammon on The Bloggest Loser challenge. I am hoping that the extra accountability will help get me/keep me motivated to do the things that I know I need to. If nothing else, posting the pictures ought to shake me out of complete inactivity, right?
OK, time to take a shower so that I can go and have lunch with TCB. Man, whose idea was it to date a guy that's a 45 minute drive away???
