Landed in turbulence yesterday that was SO bad it shook up my brains again. Seriously, that's how it feels - not to mention I was SO green, really thought I would throw up... so many psgrs were barfing on the floor, then throwing the blankets over it. Yuck, think about that next flight you complain you don't have a blanket in your seat!
I'm worried about work this month because they took away the late lax sign-ins at ewr, hence I have to fly the EARLY trips. Gotta get up at 0400a ea morning & I am realizing that I may well get sick because my resistance is compromised not getting enough rest. At any rate, that is just how it is for now so I have to find a way to deal with it! Because it has been over a year since I had to get up at the crack of dawn, it's unbearable. But perhaps I'll find a way to get used to it (NOT) since there is no other choice if I don't want to drive over the bridges 3hrs to JFK. Patience & practice, One day at a time here.
Because I had been on the sick list last month, my paycheck is L O W. I wish I made more money. Ah well, don't we all.
And I'm eating too much. What the hell is my damn problem, after loosing 52 lbs I am having a hard time maintaining it? It's hard to not feel sad I can't eat alot more, I feel deprived! Clearly I am missing something here.
Why does life always feel like such a struggle, waaa waaa waaaaaaaa.
Okay enough bitching & feeling sorry for myself. It's a beautiful day & I have 2 days off. I'm taking a nap.
I'll be more positive after some rest!