I'm Back!

Hi everyone. Sorry for the F bomb I dropped on you yesterday. I was having a bit of a day. As I'm sure you already understand from my previous complaints, Christmas is NOT my favorite time of year. Too many jellyfishes swimming around me to avoid the stings altogether. You get it right?

Rather than going into all the details and nit picky BS to explain why the F bomb yesterday, let's just say that I was in a bad mood and things didn't quite work out as planned in any way. Plan A failed, Plan B didn't show up, Plan C headed straight for the hills, and Plan D decided to pretend it was deaf, blind, and stupid. All of that on top of all the jellyfish AND that bitch Aunt Flo. Lucky me. Actually, lucky Hubby. :)

Whatever! It's over. Thank you sweet baby Jesus in your golden fleece diapers! Christmas is over. It's over. O.V.E.R. OVERRRR! Yay!

Now, I can get on with my life again.

So, here's confession time.

I spent a few days with my friend who lives 2 hours away from me. She just had a full hysterectomy and I stayed in the hospital with her and took her home and did what I could to help set things up around there for her to get the help she needs while recovering. While I was there, I wasn't able to get out of the hospital at all. I barely had time to leave her room. She was sick and needed help about every 10 mins or so. I also got NO sleep because the 10 min cycles went straight through the night too. So, I got zero exercise. I did ok on my calories I think. Hard to tell because I didn't have my tracking stuff nor did I have calorie breakdown of what I ate because it was hospital food. I tried to stick to turkey sandwiches and coffee mostly. Who freakin' knows how many calories I ate.

Then I came home and everything went to shit. I got home on Christmas Eve and Hubby and I went to Chinese for dinner. Then we made breakfast on Christmas morning. Pancakes, bacon, coffee. I had an emotional melt down and threw my pancake across the kitchen. Pollyanna got a nice treat. Then I spent the rest of the morning crying for no freakin' reason. Merry Fuckin' Christmas. We attempted our Christmas plans which I think you understand didn't quite work out. So after doing what we could to salvage the day, we found a Shari's open and had a late lunch. I had a half sandwich, salad, and piece of pumpkin pie. Then we came home and I made chocolate chip cookies and ate 2. Oh and sat in front of the TV watching season 3 of Weeds while eating left over pork fried rice from the container.

The plan was to get up this morning and get my sorry ass to the gym for kickboxing class at 9:45. That didn't quite happen. Staying up until 3am watching Weeds made it a little difficult to wake up at a normal hour. So, no kickboxing. Then another cookie...of course. Now, after another day of attempting to go tubing at the pass ending in yet another failure, we ended up ice skating 5 mins away from my house and I ate a small salad and a french dip. Oh...and another freakin' cookie.

So there you have it. Shall I sum it up for you?

• 4 cookies
• who knows how many calories at the hospital for 3 days
• zero exercise all week
• 1 slice of pumpkin pie
• a french dip
• greasy msg filled chinese food
• Oh and I forgot to tell you about picking at the gingerbread house. Yes, miscellaneous candies off the house, I ate them.
• Water intake was negligable
• No vitamins
• Took my guitar but it stayed in my car
• very little bit of reading, nothing worth mentioning which is why I didn't mention it
• No tracking
• No blogging

There you have it. No wonder I'm feeling like shit. I haven't been this freaking negative in over 3 months. I seriously hate the world right now. I hate feeling like this. I hate everything.

How's about someting positive?

I see it. I understand it. I know what to do to fix it. And I'm doing it. Right now!