3 Day Work Weeks

 I'll have actually three weeks where I only work 3 days. I can do that.  Dread seeing my emails today but hey, got a three day work week!

Note to self.  If I have an issue with my weight not budging, I'm keeping it to myself.  No offense to my mom, I understand her intention.  I'm not ok with her discussing it with my cousin. I felt guilty for feeling angry when I listened to her talk.  I didn't say a word when she told what my cousin had suggested that I should do and explained that sugar is a carbohydrate.  Noooooo, you don't say?  I am not sitting her with a big cake eating it all day.  I just can't with people and their suggestions.  I thought I should show my cousin grace for the health troubles she's had but she has had a tendency to be a know it all and that we should all do what she says.  Glad my cousin is doing better with her health but I don't need anyone commenting on how much I weigh.  Almost makes me think the guy that yelled I was a cow was less offensive.  When the people you know do it to you, it hurts more. I showed my mom the pants I was given because that individual thought I could fit into it.  Despite me not being at the weight I would like, I was a little offended by given circus tent pants.  Sigh.

As far as the sugar thing goes, I'm a little offended that it always seems to go to that direction with me.  Since I got sick months ago, I'm kind of grossed out by candy bars so no danger of me grabbing a snickers bar.  I have had some ice cream bars but I don't eat boxes of it.

I tried to drop off both of our mail in ballots with the city clerk.  Nope.  My mom has to drop hers off herself.  I read up on it.  I guess it's got something to do with lawsuits.  I didn't appreciate the attitude the clerk gave me but I said ok.  I'll bring her in.  I understand they have to do what they have to do to avoid lawsuits.  I hate that it's become like this.  Just sickens me.

I had to do a few errands yesterday morning and I thought well, I'd treat myself to a Starbucks.  I had my gift card that I got for admins day from the stomper so I went in.  I had gotten one drink a month ago and I didn't think about how much was on the card.  I was surprised I got asked for $3 so I gave it plus tip.  I though $10?  The drinks cost roughly $6 something.  I thought of the planner and the fancy book mark. I know there's a budget and I don't expect some tiara, but I kind of wished that it would have went for the gift card.  I tried googling the cost of the bookmark and it looks like it was $7.  I don't get the reasoning of how people pick out stuff.  Nice gesture. I know I have some hard feelings towards the stomper but I know the intentions were meant well.  Oh well.  Moving on.

I'm curious to see how things turned out with our new situation.  What shall I call the new person? The Director.  It isn't that the spotlight is on you, it's about this area needs help, who's here to help?  If it's not me, who else do we have?  The Director had my back in a situation that was a little awkward for me so this may be a better time.

Stay cool good humans.  I'll hydrate.

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