Poke em in the eye.....

It is thoroughly frustrating to have to help out a grown a$$ person because they cannot manage their own affairs. Why do I do it you may ask? Because I am too stinking nice and because I am inextricably tied to this person for the better part of the next two decades. You don't want to kick a person when they're down but sometimes a good kick to the arse is exactly what they need. I may be puttin my boots on soon.

This week has been very trying and rewarding all at the same time. I don't feel as though I've done fantabulously with my eating. It hasn't been terrible. I had a couple of things that I couldn't find calories for, and I am a little bit frustrated that I could just write the food in and fake the calories on spark people. You know, at least get a decent guestimate. No matter, I just added it to the total showing on the screen so that I could stay within my range as closely as possible.

Yesterday I slipped off the nicotine free wagon. I let a stupid stressful irritating situation get to me instead of just dealing with it. I knew I was tired and overwrought after my long weekend with a sick babe. I did however only have half of the cigarette. Then I went and walked out the rest of my frustration and it felt great. I slacked today at lunch though. I just can't seem to get my energy back. NO excuses I will be in there tomorrow, if not looking to find something I can do tonight. It's important and it does make me feel better.

On the upside I did get the shift I wanted. I am nervous about working 10's. I haven't done that in a very long time. I am really hoping that all of my agonizing over every logistic of each schedule worked well for me as it has in the past. I suppose, worse comes to worse and I wait for a mini bid to see if I can opt into another shift. I think that it will all be for the best.

Now if only socially things could round out for me. Meh. One step at a time I suppose