Friday, January 31, 2014
I'm pissed. Angry-pissed, not falling-down-drunk-pissed (y'know, for those of you playing the home game 'cross the pond). I am seven pounds away from being at my heaviest recorded weight. I'm pissed at myself, mostly. I know better than this, but did I listen to myself? Nooooo. I let myself get comfortable and lazy and look where I am now. And I'm pissed.
I was standing in my kitchen this morning, all my cabinets and even the fridge door open, staring at the odds and ends, trying to figure out what to make for breakfast... well, lunch at that point, I should say... and I was irritated because it is damn hard trying to figure out a meal for two when both people don't care what they'll have and will have what the other person is having. Ugh. Anyway, I figured eggs would be good for me, but he doesn't like eggs, so... back to the drawing board. We have oatmeal, but we had that for dinner (Like I said, I'm down to odds and ends here). I ended up getting rather frustrated and ended up doing laundry instead.
A lot of this is cabin fever. I'm in lake-effect country, and other than work and groceries I haven't left the apartment. It's too cold to get out and do anything... I'm talkin' negative wind chills and ten minutes to frostbite. I'm supposed to go out on a dinner date with the ex-roomie, who is in the same boat I am at the moment, so at least I can count on her to make a healthy dinner date choice.
I explained to the BF my frustrations, and he's willing to alter his cooking style and habits to match mine. He too wants to eat better and get back to a running routine, but right now he's concentrating all his efforts into job hunting.
I'm too disgusted right now to even type.
On a positive note, two loads of laundry are halfway done, and bills are paid up. Once I fill up the car, I won't have anything left for groceries, though.
Last pay period I splurged and bought myself the Spark tracker gadget thingie. It came yesterday, and is sitting on my desk staring at me. I think I'll go get that hooked up and running. It can tell me how lazy I am in realtime. *snort*
Enough out of me. I have laundry to fold. Duces.