(smile) Hey you…didja miss me?
Yesterday was a hella long day. Work 5:30 – 2:00. Work the Taste of Home Cooking show from 3:30 (well, actually 3:37 — I got lost on the freaking 1 mile trip, ended up in scary Camden) until 9:30. I didn’t go home in between time, so when I got home at 10:00, I was mumbling incoherently, washed my face and threw myself in bed.
I don’t know what I did on Tuesday, other than end up at Starbucks with Mom, John, and a Toffee Nut Latte.
Let’s get the prelims out of the way:
Wt: 312 lbs, give or take a few. Since I fell off of the healthy-living wagon HUGE this weekend (Cool Ranch Doritos. Chocolate. GS Cookies.) I decided not to weigh in this week.
Mood: Exhausted, and a bit blue. See..when you’re 30, you should NOT be getting more zits than you had when you were half that age. I feel like Queen Splotch. I feel deformed. I feel ugly. And these are crimes for which the world shows little pity. (warning…link has a midi file) Thanks to the miracle of makeup, my coworkers are not fleeing the building in fear.
Work docket: Did communities. Will do scrapbook when I’m done with this bit of me-time. Change some banners, work with the Gannett co-brand tool.
Lunch plans: Healthy Choice Roasted Turkey Breast with mashed potato-like whiteness.
Afternoon/Evening: (sigh) My apartment is a wreck. When your head’s constantly in the fridge, you don’t have time to clean. So I guess I’ll clean.
Oh yeah, and I’ll never take the sight of asphalt roads forgranted again. Our roads are clear again, and the snow is tidily packed into 5 foot high dunes across SJ.