27 items. In a sack. Out the door. Every day.
- The Robots.
It’s time to revisit my goal of staying away from fast food restaurants, methinks.
A particularly disastrous outing to Wendy’s today has precipitated this particular “never again” moment. Nasty, NASTY food. Yuck. Happily, the sick feeling is staying with me to make me remember why I gave this crap up in the first place.
So, no more fast food—with the exception of lowfat Subway (hey a guy’s gotta eat something).
Wish me luck.
And…it’s that time of year again!
I’m down fifteen pounds (yay!) and now the Holiday Season begins. I’m really going to try to be good this year. When I sat down with the nutritionist, it was amazing how often I was “treating” myself to various things. She pointed out to me that if you treat yourself all the freaking time, it’s not really a “treat,” is it?
She also pointed out the cheese lurks everywhere and that you can consume an amazing amount of calories just by going to Starbucks once or twice a day. Yikes!
Here’s hoping my holidays don’t turn into “open season” on bakery goods and hors d’ouevres!
Down 9 lbs so far, being fairly strict about following their rules. Except still putting cream in my morning coffee, and having low-fat (not non-fat) dressing on my lunch salad (the non-fat dressings at my lunch place are all nasty!) Enjoying the routine, the variety and the simplicity.
One week of success at this goal! After two years of (ignored and resented) reminder messages.
Finally finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows tonight. Quite satisfying is all I’ll say. I think she ended the series very well.
Now I should proabably get to bed . . . .
Well, went though like a whirlwind and changed nearly everything about the layout! And signed up for Twitter, although I’m not sure just why yet…..
But maybe a fresh look will lead to more frequent updates!
Got from page 268 to page 544 this weekend…so the end is in sight!
After a rollicking start, I have stalled out on page 268. I shall endeavor to move along at a faster clip.
Also, sadly, you would think there would have been a lot of books between this entry and the last one, but you’d be wrong. A lot of magazines, newspapers and blogs, and a lot of television, but not so much with the books.
I just added a few projects to my Blogger Challenge on Donors Choose, and put in a little seed money myself.
Because I forgot to update everyone on what’s going on in this quarter: I got the hotel job! I start tomorrow!
I’ll be a guest service agent at one of New York’s most swanky hotels, owned by one of the world’s premier luxury hotel companies. If I do well, it could lead to opportunities at other hotels in their company, both in the US and abroad.
So happy I’ve taken this step. It’s a huge financial risk, but I need to find something that I’m happy doing and hope that the money follows from that.
I’ll let you know how it works out . . . .
Well, when God closes a door, sometimes He throws you out the window for good measure. Just to see what you’ll do.
My “just surviving” job (that is soul-crushing and going nowhere, but pays well) abruptly ended on Thursday night. It was pretty surreal…they let go a whole bunch of people. I guess the project is “entering a new phase” to use their terminology.
ANYWAY, this little event occured just after I had had my second of what will hopefully be only THREE (gawd!) interviews with a top New York City hotel. (The next one is Monday…hoping that’s it). The problem was going to be the money….it would be a big step down from what I was doing (which was making me miserable and going nowhere), and it was going to be quite the dilemma to decide whether to give up security or happiness. (Of course, my operating theory is that the thing that makes me happy will also be, in the long run, something I’ll be successful at and eventually be able to make money doing.)
Fortunately, and I do mean fortunately, the choice has now been taken out of my hands! So now, assuming that this thing at the hotel pans out, I am basically forced to try my hand at this. It’s scary as Hell, but I’m irrationally happy about it.
Big Pharma money makes it very easy to just sit here complacent and continue to have my life chipped away, day by day, by the drip drip dripping of resentment and boredom. Yesterday I just got so FED UP that I promised my officemate that I’d do something or she’d know the reason why. So, last night I finally pulled together all the course stuff, filed the paperwork for the certificate, and actually began following up on the contacts I made during my class (which ended nearly 2 months ago!).
Today: 2 resumes to 2 top-flight hotels going out in the mail.