I don’t usually make solid New Year resolutions. It’s easier to not make them than to make them then break them and feel like a failure in my mind.
This year I’m making two little resolutions...
Lose some weight.
And not the whole approximately 80 pounds I've gained over the course of our marriage. Just a consistent movement down on the scale would be good.
I’m tired all the time. The clothes I wear look like feedsacks. I want to get pregnant. If I do that now, I’ll be the size of a baby water buffalo by the time the kid is done incubating. And I know this isn’t good for my blood pressure. I lost a bit of weight the second quarter of the year on the Atkins diet and I’m going to hop back on that wagon next Monday. I actually enjoyed how good and “light” I felt when I was on it but the past few months have just said “to hell with it” and have been eating crap. Now, I feel accordingly.
Attempt to like my job more.
Or have a better attitude at work. Or something! Right now I’m in customer service and spend 10 hours a day with people yelling at me. Generally, rather dim and mean people. What’s worse than a genuinely stupid person? A genuinely stupid and mean person. There are other areas that I could work in that would still be customer service but would be different customers. Nicer customers. I’m qualified for these other jobs but have never applied because I fear change and I love my current schedule. I’ve decided the next time there are postings up in another department that I’m going to apply and try to keep my current schedule. I’m at the point where I’d work any shift as long as I could keep my days off (Wednesday and weekends).
And I’m giving myself total permission to abandon these ideas by the end of the January with no guilt.
This year I’m making two little resolutions...
Lose some weight.
And not the whole approximately 80 pounds I've gained over the course of our marriage. Just a consistent movement down on the scale would be good.
I’m tired all the time. The clothes I wear look like feedsacks. I want to get pregnant. If I do that now, I’ll be the size of a baby water buffalo by the time the kid is done incubating. And I know this isn’t good for my blood pressure. I lost a bit of weight the second quarter of the year on the Atkins diet and I’m going to hop back on that wagon next Monday. I actually enjoyed how good and “light” I felt when I was on it but the past few months have just said “to hell with it” and have been eating crap. Now, I feel accordingly.
Attempt to like my job more.
Or have a better attitude at work. Or something! Right now I’m in customer service and spend 10 hours a day with people yelling at me. Generally, rather dim and mean people. What’s worse than a genuinely stupid person? A genuinely stupid and mean person. There are other areas that I could work in that would still be customer service but would be different customers. Nicer customers. I’m qualified for these other jobs but have never applied because I fear change and I love my current schedule. I’ve decided the next time there are postings up in another department that I’m going to apply and try to keep my current schedule. I’m at the point where I’d work any shift as long as I could keep my days off (Wednesday and weekends).
And I’m giving myself total permission to abandon these ideas by the end of the January with no guilt.
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Oh, the mean people. I want to knife them in the forehead and then pick their brains out with dull pliers.
I had a rather brilliant trio today that, when pointing outside at the overnight snow storm that has dumped over a foot of snow in less than twenty-four hours, said "Take that Gore and your global warming!" I, foolishly, tried to explain that this IS part of global warming... and all three of them gave me half-witted, mildly simian looks that said half their fuses had blown.
I'm lucky that my extent of customer service is polite emails. My husband is afraid to let me talk to our clients which is lame because I used to manage a dental office that accepted medi-cal and if you want to see disgruntled people... whew. Although, not as bad as with Celeste's job. Anything fucking with people's money or mouths tends to make the grouchy. That would also include pharmacies and I took a spin on that front too. Gah.
You know you need a break when you look at a customer's address and think, "Hey! That's close! I could quit this job right now and ballbat their mailbox on the way home!"
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