Wednesday, June 13, 2012
I feel like this is going to be a zero progress sort of week.
My foot is doing a lot better, but I still don't think it's safe to risk any real activity on it. Walking is still stiff, but the bruising and swelling are getting better everyday. Oddly, the foot feels really hot, relatively speaking- it's strange, especially as I have cold feet. But I figure that's from my body working to repair itself.
I've been rubbish about food. Not total garbage, but not trying either. Mostly because I'm just tired all the time. I don't have any real energy and I don't know what to do at it by this point. I'm getting enough sleep, it just isn't resulting in much.
Work is my endless pit of frustration. I don't feel like I need all that much from my relatively enormous board of trustees, but on the whole they do nothing for me. And then, of course, I'm alone in the office. People either don't respond to my e-mails, or take an age to do (often requiring additional prodding). And that's *if* they can help me. All the computer stuff I do is over each and every one of their heads. I'm trying to figure out how to give this new piece of software an IP address and ugh... I'm alone. And now that we're a ways out from our next program and I FINALLY have down time (first time since December), I have so much random, and tedious, stuff to do, I don't know what to focus on. I'm a total zombie by the time I leave the office. Definitely not helping with my energy levels.
Add to my communications issues with the board, I can't even schedule a bloody (ha!) dentist appointment. My therapist loves her dentist (and she hates the dentist too) who's nearby, and I called them four times this afternoon, no answer, so I then submitted the online 'I want to make an appointment' form. Wonder if I'll get to make an appointment tomorrow? Knowing my luck they will call during my ONE meeting this week -_-
I'm also not satisfied with my one escape: my writing. I wrote 5,141 words Sunday afternoon. But I don't like them. I tried a different writing technique and I just can't convince myself it works at all. And of course... what's the theme this week? None of my writing friends have time to look at it and give me suggestions or soothe my distress.
Only upside is I joined an eight week challenge for 20 somethings group. I plan to weigh myself Sunday morning (a guaranteed rush-free morning). I hope it's good. I need it to be good. I'm pretty sure I look as good as I feel at this point :P And ugh, I have no clothes to wear because I've packed on some extra weight since starting this job in March. Here's hoping? But for now, time for bed!