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Thursday, January 11, 2007

Miracle

I keep waiting for a miracle. That one "aha" moment that removes my uncontrollable urge to eat during every waking moment. I don't want to exchange one addiction for another. I want to solve the obsession.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Frustration, Again

Today was a very frustrating day.

First it rained all day so I couldn't get my walks in, although I guess I could have gone to the mall to walk, now that I think aboput it. Poo.

Second, as usual, my boss is making changes that affect the office staff but no one else, leaving us at a disadvantage. Every time I turn around, he's giving money to people who do not deserve it or people who do not follow policy. It wouldn't be so bad if these people did something for the company, but what is really happening is my boss gets to feel like an important person while the business slow goes down the drain.

And all I can do is think about all of the additional work I will have to do as he eliminates office staff but not offic work. And just ecause hte few of us left are extremely capable we get the work done and get screwed.

I just have to remind myself that this is temporary as I have begun my plans to move on. It's just sad though. This WAS a very good job. Time to go fill out my HR Certification application so I can take the test in May. Then I must dig out my study material. Thank goodness I have dealt with almost every possible situation where I work so I have practical experience to help me remember things.

My daughter and her boyfriend did pass their EMT certifications so that is an excellant thing. They are now officially qualified to save my life.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

Routine

I have begun walking again. This beautiful weather makes it easy. I walk Cody a mile in the morning before work and then I walk a mile a lunchtime. A one mile track in a park is just a couple of blocks away, so I go there.

I am trying to feel my feelings more and express them, too. It's hard though. I feel out of control. So far though, no one has run away from me or told me they hate me. I feel wonky right now just talking about it.

I remember being self contained as a small child, I think because i was always around adults, with few playmates my own age. I'd have no problems being a hermit, but alas, I have chosen a different path. So I must learn to walk it well.