Sunday, November 16, 2008

Song Sung Blues and Other Chilly Colours

November 16, 2009 - 08:25

So, I went and saw a dietitian on Thursday to see why I haven't been losing any weight for the last three years. I had to wait for a month to get in. The week before I go? Typical reaction to a doctor. I lost five pounds. *rolls eyes* Anyway, she was a nice lady. Unfortunately, she was as much of a quack as anybody else. Basically, I'll lose weight if I follow the Canada's Guide to Food Group servings.

That's it. That was her advice. *rolls eyes* Right.

She was alarmed by my levels of stress and depression, but didn't think it affected my weight ... except to maybe make me eat more. (Which I don't, that's just what "most people do".) She didn't take into account that I haven't been getting a full night's sleep in the past few years either. Even I know that a full 8 (or at least 6) hours a night is needed for your body to rest, rejuvenate, and maintain energy levels. That means I'm not storing fat to keep going. I described my basic lifestyle with the horses ... all she had to say about that was that kind of lifestyle must have changed my eating habits and I must have been eating more to sustain the energy.

What?

Pigeon holing me without facts does not make me want to come back to you with a follow-up!!

Oh, yes, and I must completely give up Barq's. Reducing it isn't enough. As soon as I said I wasn't going to give it up she blanked out on me. She had already decided that she couldn't help me. She came back to it three times after ... Lady, it's one item. I don't guzzle it, or have orgies with it. Get over it.

Anyway ... My new temporary living space is shaping up slowly but surely. It's not warming up at all, but it is shaping up. I'm not just complaining about a little bit of a draft here either. I have a blanket and wear a sweater and fuzzy socks and slippers when I am home. At all times. My bedroom window (which some goof put the bed UNDER) pours cold air down on me while I sleep. I am covered by four blankets - sheet, thermal, comforter, and a sleeping bag. I'm wearing PJ's to bed!! Spot comes under the blankets now and then to warm up during the night. I've even noticed him going in during the day. And it's not even really winter yet! *GLOOM* I am going to re-arrange the room tomorrow after my other appointment. You shouldn't get that much air moving through a closed window with the curtains down!

Maybe Jade could check the caulking?

Speaking of whom ... For those who hadn't yet heard, Jade and I have separated for a little while. I have received many, many letters of support and offers of help from friends and a couple from family. Nobody has pried past the explanation I gave out, except for one person who shut me out to sulk when I refused to give details. Told me to tell everything and to tell the truth. Well, the truth is, it was nobody's business, and I said so. Haven't heard a word from that person since.

That's true friendship.

Seriously, I'm not telling anybody anything. This is between Jade and I. We have not divorced, broken up, or anything else ... we've just found other living arrangements. And we're working on us. that's it. That's all you need to know. Thanks for coming out.

So now I'm driving 45 min to work ... which makes the split shifts stupid. The managers want to make sure we get a "decent break" between shifts. So I have generally three hours of nothing to do and no where to go between shifts on those days. I break it up with sitting in the truck and sitting at work. Both usually costs me money. It doesn't help my temper that the schedule completely ignores my availability. I am not available on Fri evenings or on weekends, yet I've been working those days for over a month now. *sigh* Maybe I should transfer closer to home.

I better get some more arranging done. Got two weeks before I present this place to the public!

Sweet Dreams!

PS. Just saw a "ghost" of Princess Fernie-poo walk through my home ... that's just freaky!! She's never been here and would NOT come looking for me. *thinks* Well, maybe she's looking for Spot.

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