Monday, October 14, 2013
is it just me?
Seriously, it's like they woke up and feel out of the stupid tree--hitting every single branch on the way down. It's the kind of thing that makes me want to scream in aggravation. To wish that I COULD reach through a phone and lay down a head slap.
But I bite my tongue, and I smile when I explain something to someone for the 4,377 time, and I do not let them hear my sigh of exasperation, or the sound of my hand slapping into my forehead because what I am saying and what I want to say are so far apart on the niceness scale, that I would be fired for telling someone what I really felt.
That, coupled with my ability to somehow eat bread again--is frustrating me. I just want to find my green zone. I need to get this weight off. I want to see results.