Wednesday, January 02, 2013
I had a really long and difficult day. It was one of those day when I wanted to throw my arms in the air and say "F*** IT".
Here's how it went down: 4 AM phone rang for hubby, called into work. He gets up and starts getting ready, and he isn't quiet, so now I'm awake too. Work calls back to cancel the call, but I can't go back to sleep. Get to work after an 11 day vacation, starts with a meeting right off the bat. When I leave that meeting, I find out that my best friend at work is in the hospital. She has no Internet and asked the front office to have me call her during my planning period. When I called I was so glad to hear her voice but she needed me to take over the coordination of the drama department's play competition coming up, which I am already directing the largest group of students. No problem doing it, because I adore her and want her to just get better and not worry about a thing. All day I am answering questions about stage use. How does she get her other work done? Then Thursday's meeting agenda shows up in my email for my approval. I forgot to tell the coordinator that I decided not to chair that group anymore, just wanted to participate. Luckily she understood and took over as chair. But I felt bad about that. Students (teaching is my job, right?) are in their final stretch before midterms and came back from vacation with this la-de-da attitude. Hello? Final projects are due a week from Friday guys, why are we chatting with our neighbors? All day has been spent refocusing-refocusing-refocusi
ng ... are they like this in all their classes? Another student told me she was going to drop my class ... with 8 days left in the class ... you can't do that, but she thinks she can so she's mentally checked out. Managed to wrangle her in to coming down during her study hall, which is my other prep period when I was supposed to call friend back at the hospital but instead spent 50 minutes coaxing this young lady through a test. After school it was run here, run there, forgot to call friend. Daughter's driving time is changed, so she needs me to pick her up at 5:00. At 3:30 I'm off to the gym, which is a half hour drive, a 30 minute circuit, a half hour back. Managed to pick her up at 5:15. Stopped to pick up my insulin, the insulin that has been out for 3 days, to be told that the dr's office still hasn't called them back to reapprove. Another day without insulin. Home to eat, open iPad and it is frozen on an overdue iCloud backup. My short acting insulin is all I have, but the app that tells me how much to take based on carb intake, sugar levels, and time of day is on the iPad and I can't get to it. So to have dinner, no insulin. Plus I need the iPad for play practice at 7:30. It is now 6:15 and I'm resetting my iPad to factory settings and trying to put the last backup on there. Finished that just in time to make it to practice. The students were all over the place so it took an hour to run the act once. Not good. I did get them all to sign the card to the friend, who I will get to visit tomorrow. Came home at 9ish, made dinner for tomorrow night. Measured out my portion so I could bring it to the hospital to eat dinner with friend while we visit tomorrow night.
But this isn't what the nightly celebration blog is about, right? I try to do one each night to find the good in my day and give myself a virtual pat on the back. So what do I celebrate today?
In the middle of all this chaos, I went to the gym.
In the middle of all this chaos, I stayed in my calorie, carb & fat intake goals.
In the middle of all this chaos, I did not sneak off to McDonalds to get the limited time McRib (although it had crossed my mind).
In the middle of all this chaos, I did not stop at Cumby's on my way home to load up on candy so I could put myself into a numbing sugar coma tonight.
And I'm not going to bed hungry tonight.
I can survive the chaos without cookies, candy, slushies, gas station hot dogs, McRibs & fries. Chaos is temporary, but choices are forever.