1500 a day just ain't gonna do it.
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
I am a Big Whiny Baby. That's all I can say. But hey...isn't it all in the "owning the fact"?
1500 calories a day feels like Diet Mentality and I am fighting it hard. Such First World problems to have...I am ashamed, frankly - and angry with myself. I can't change my crapped-out metabolism. More exersise doesn't work. If I can manage to be a lot more active with the fatigue issues, all it does is ramp up my appetite.
Sigh. Gah. I am needing those Big Girl Panties more and more each day.
Lots of fun stress. Son sprained his ankle at work yesterday and his boss seems to be playing on our Yankee-ness....his boss told him NOT to report it as happening at work. Of course that's nonsense, it's a Work Cover (workman's comp) issue. So son is stressed by the whole happening and leery of telling his boss that he did indeed report it. Isn't that bad? I told him if his boss gives him grief, it's time to look for another job.
And I found out also yesterday that my dear Grandpa Bob died in Kansas. He is my fathers' step-dad, and I have very fond memories of both he and my Grandma Darlene before we emigrated to Oregon. He was a strong, stocky man. Nut-brown from working outside all day, and the most intense blue eyes you've ever seen. Very quiet, very kind. I didn't see him for almost 40 years until two years ago. He was frail then, and even frailer this August when we visited. He was very private and hated to accept the help he obviously needed, but sooo lonely. I'm very glad I hugged him as many times as he let me when we left his house. And he let me hug him a lot. :) It's not a sorrow because he was old and ill and was ready to go, just been thinking back on lots of nice memories.
So I'm glad today has been quiet (so far at least!) and I have time to whimper about my First World problems. I'll get it figured out...hopefully before I wear out all those Big Girl Panties and have to buy larger ones. ;)