Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Boy, has it been a crap-tacular day. (To borrow a phrase from my best friend.) Actually, it started last evening, when I hopped in the car to go pick up the kids. And about a quarter mile down the road, the car made a loud "thwack!" and stopped moving. (My in-laws rescued the kids and helped tow the car back home.) And then this morning, already a day past the official due date for my latest work project, the Internet inexplicably refuses to work. (And me with no car to drive to a wi-fi spot.) And the very polite and pleasant help-desk worker can do nothing but offer to send a tech, perhaps tomorrow. Bad news comes in threes, and I gave my cappuccino-maker a stern look before daring to switch it on. Ahhh. At least I had my cup-o-vice to help me grit my way through the morning.
And then something almost magical happened. I fought off the wave of panic-induced nausea, and I rolled with the punches.
The car's now in the shop, and while the repair will tap the last of our emergency savings (we've had a lot of emergencies lately), it's not totalled. The hubby managed to re-boot the Internet this evening, so at least I'm not at the mercy of a tech. I'm borrowing my father-in-law's truck for the next day or two. And I am just going to have to cope with turning in a project late.
The best part? After initially stressing, I actually had a pretty enjoyable day. I hung out with the kids (and my parents, who visit most Wednesdays to see the grandkids). And I ate really, really normally. Hit all my spark targets! I still did have the URGE to overeat (my typical response to stress), but it actually was not all that hard to stifle. I am really focused on finishing strong in July, and that pre-set determination helped a great deal. But still, I think I'll give myself credit for coping - - for once - - without the help of potato chips or ice cream!