Attending the Birthday Bash
Wednesday, August 07, 2019
We have a monthly Birthday Bash at work, where we celebrate all birthdays for that month. My husband refers to these activities as "Romper Room." Jealous. I was an August baby, so I attended. I haven't been to the last couple of Bashes, because I was avoiding contact with human beings. No, seriously, since having a much younger coworker mocking my friendliness towards her, I have been keeping away from a couple of the newer employees in our department.
I wrote about this here, because it hit me a lot harder than I thought it should have. Oh, well. What I have learned is that it's better to be more reserved with people you don't know well. To protect your own ego. Particularly when you go over to the gray-headed division, which is an invitation taken by some for being made fun of and of being ignored. I've noticed that people react a little differently to me now.
But my fellow "senior" worker asked me if I was going to go, so I did. Senior as in more experienced. And my manager sent a message about hoping to see all her "birthday girls" at the Bash. Another person had a birthday, too.
So I went. The younger workers sat with their friends, hallelujah and praise the Lord. It was pleasant. I usually eat fresh fruit salad, but since it was my month, I had a piece of cake. It had a fudgy mousse layer. It hit my unaccustomed system like a drug. I also got a handmade chocolate lollypop, which made it into my car after work. Once the key was in the ignition, it was half eaten. You know the rest of the story. That poor lolly didn't make it out of the parking lot.
When I got home, I felt so exhausted I had to lie down. I thought, "Wow, this stuff really is like poison." I made myself get up and make a simple dinner. Eating raw veggies helped a little.
So I am back to my regular eating habits today. I was doing well on not snacking as much, but the stress of work threw me off. Back on the horse.
I am almost done viewing the documentary made by a formerly obese, but now recovered and thin and diabetes-less person. I enjoy this sort of thing, being a vegan/nutrition nerd. On today's segment, Jon went to a weekend "change your habits to low fat and plant based" conversion. On that Sunday, he blew it, going to an Italian restaurant and BEGINNING with two bread bowls with dipping oil. He was honest and vulnerable relating this. He was afraid he was going to blow it and embarrass himself with the documentary by ultimately failing. Admitting to succumbing to cravings, pressure, and sharing his self doubts. But there he is, popping up at the end of the video, a year later and 120 pounds lighter.
So he succeeded. I'm inspired by his humanity and humble presentation. It's a road. You can't expect perfection. You have to just keep tying on your shoes and getting back on that road. Hopefully you are taking notes along the way.