Ah Gee, just tried for 1 1/2 hrs to set up a website at Arbonne Skin Care. But alas it didn't go thru. I swear, I am so lame on the computer. Well at least this wasn't a matter of life & death like say getting my flying bids turned in on time every month. Now THAT's important because it controls my life's schedule ea month.
I'm SO fUCKING upset. I gained 4 fucking ounces this week, which in the scheme of things isn't terrible, but I ONLY had 3 more (THREE!) ounces to loose before making it to a 30 lb loss. fuck. NOW, I gotta loose 7 ounces to make it to 30lbs. shit fuck piss. I know this sounds ridiculous to someone NOT struggling to loose fat, but I SWEAR it is SO DAMN Hard. Now the reality check was that my poor Weight Watcher leader just lost her husband after a short sickness. Aaaaaa, okay... 4 oz's ... - not such a tradgedy. damn.
So I get home from LA & this morning found out Doris pulled out a big box (with shelves in it) & therefore all the clothes I had folded & stacked on it was now in a huge heap on the floor. She thinks I should set up the shelves & put the clothes on that. Okay, fine. BUT I have been TRYING so HARD to be neat & organized, & clean the house every 3 or so days since jan 1. And now my neat stack of sweat pants & tee shirts is now a big pile.
I was so mad. Hurt that she would do that after I was doing so much better. After I blew up & yelled at her, I then just blew it off. Okay, she supposedly moved it to get under the TV to try to hook up cable. But that was so rude.
THEN, I was going to meet Doris & Sis after I went to get weighed in at Weight Watchers tonight. I called when the meeting was over to find out where they were & they had gone to a restaurant 30 min away & were already sitting at the table eating bread. Hell, I thought they were just going around the corner from where I was when I told her I'd meet them. I felt hurt. I of COURSE was STARVING because I didn't eat before the weigh in, so I therefore was emotional. I just drove to Bajha Fresh & got a Bare Burrito take out (11 points) came home & shoveled it in. Then I felt better & got over it.
But I'm wondering about tomorrow. She's acting not so sensitive around here. What the HELL is going on. Or am I just too touchy? I keep trying to stay centered so as not to go off on her. I guess it is all about that I am focused on only her, & she has many others to focus on. Same story 11th verse.