August 8th, 2009

     Not a great week.  A couple of days I got lazy, paid no attention to eating and now I am stuck.  Still 158 pounds.  I am thinking I regained a for-real pound during my last fall off the wagon.  I stumbled and fell down at work, straining my left forearm, not serious, thank goodness.  Everything has been hustle-hustle busy at work, and I can't get anything done.  My boss will call me asking if I have such and such information and I am a step behind everytime.  "Let me get back to you," I lamely answer, running to find out, leaving the current mission half completed, knowing I'll get called about that and have no answer.  I got in trouble for staying over a few nights and not writing it down.  Now I am filled with the dread of facing my other boss with an explanation and hearing a lecture.  Worse, seeing that expression of disappointment on his face.  I went to the scooter club meeting today and was halfway chided for being the quiet type that never volunteered for anything.  This is only my second meeting, for crying out loud!  Another subtle, funny noise from the scooter which needs investigationg.  The Labor Day trip to Chicago was canceled.  Sleeping poorly.  My muscles are extra sore from the last workout.  I"ll have to delay the next session until they heal. 

     I hope this is the end of whatever is going on.  It is time for a vacation.  But I can't take off right now because of changes in the workplace now that I am trying to build a "career" and, of course, (do I even need to say it?) I have no money.  Bleah, Bleah, Bleah!   

     Meanwhile I am investigating Feng Shui for my room.  I'm afraid to look at my astrological chart!!