Friday, May 06, 2011
Yesterday, I got a verbal warning from my boss at work about my so-called "poor performance". Never mind that I just had ONE off day and the rest of the time I've been here I've been a complete superstar. He said if it wouldn't have been ME...the consequences would have been more severe than a verbal warning. Ugh.
And it just so happened that my company had a free Mexican buffet for lunch in honor of Cinco de Mayo. Literally about 15 minutes after this delightful encounter with my boss. Ummm....emotional eating much??? Yeah, it was not pretty.
Then, we had to pick my Dad up from the airport because he flew in from California to visit us. He's staying until Monday. Of course, he was starving after flying all day and what did he HAVE to have? White Castle. I challenge you to find ANYTHING healthy from that place. And, anyway, whatever. I didn't care. I was still so angry.
I went at least 1,000 calories over yesterday. I had some WACKY dreams and my stomach is not happy this morning. I feel sad and down and gross and I know that it's all wrapped up into one bad health package.
One day can make a difference. It really can.