I had my eye exam yesterday. It had been 10 years since my last one and things haven't changed. I was getting worried because I was finding that after working at my computer for a long time, it would take a while for my eyes to transition and focus when someone came into my cubicle to talk to me.
I had all of the tests done...glaucoma (No air poof, just glow in the dark yellow drops and a bright blue light) and about 4-5 other tests. I was actually kind of looking forward to picking out some swanky frames...but my time will come and until then, I'll take my 20/20 and run with it.
My Mom, Dad and Brother all have glasses. They have had glasses since high school/college. Not me. My family has had quite a bit of dental work done...again, not me, my friends. I'm beginning to think my Mom banged the mailman. :o) Seriously, I'm so completely different than my family in a lot of ways, but so similar in others.
My temper is definitely family born. My dad, brother and I get angry a little too easily. Pure frustration as in throwing shit, slamming doors, acting stupid, driving like maniacs...yep, major anger management issues.
Weight wise we all share the same fat gene. It's a struggle for all of us. My Mom was happy to report that she's lost 12 lbs. doing Curves for the past 6 months. My Dad is doing eDiets and my brother is trying to be more active now that he's in SoCal. We all struggle, we are all trying to do something about it, yet we still hover around the food when we are together. Interesting.
Last night was a horrible night foodwise. I even called Hil today to confess the ugly details. Let's just say dinner consisted of oven baked french fries, English muffin pizzas, yogurt, raisins, a popsicle and it didn't stop there. UGH, I sabotage the heck out of myself and then get angry. Nice pattern. I just can't seem to get it right this time. Have a maintain, lose control...makes no freakin' sense.
Stress has limited my food intake today. No time to eat. I've got a trunk show tonight, 2 HUGE work projects and I found out at 1:00 this afternoon that the excavation crew was headed to my house for the pool dig. Freakin' sweet!
My neighbor just got home from the hospital on Friday with her newborn. She had a C-Section and lots of delivery complications...perfect. "Hi K, Congratulations on the baby, she's absolutely beautiful...BTW, the dig crew is headed this way and they will be ripping down your fence in about 30 minutes...2 weeks earlier than we talked about."
Thank God for meds because she was so happily drugged up, she said it was no big deal. Her Mom and Dad were there, so her Dad cleared their side yard so the crew could get the tractor through.
I put Hig in his crate and he's going to go ape shit when he realizes that there are tractors and people in his yard. Oivey...
This whole week is flying by. I can't seem to get off the roller coaster of a life I've been having lately. My back is killing me, I'm ready to rip my tailbone out myself and I can't seem to say "no" to anyone or anything. Gee...perhaps putting myself first would help in the eating/stress department, ya think?