The last two days have not been ones that I’d like to make scrapbooks about and remember forever. They’ve ranked a little higher in suckitude than in the category of sunshine and roses. Most of it is work related. Trust me, if Mercury isn’t in retrograde, it should be because ordinary tasks are getting screwed up. Other, unexpected things are contributing to an overall atmosphere of snafu. (I don’t think snafu actually belongs as that part of speech but humor me, okay?)
Normally, I’m an upbeat person and take most things in stride. Semper Gumby (always flexible) is a standard rallying cry. I can roll with pretty much any punch. Except those rare times when I feel like things are piling on more than usual and circumstances are stealing my joy. Stealing my joy along with my bright light, energy, and general tolerance for other peoples’ foibles.
Honestly, everything has contributed to me being cranky as hell and not as willing to stifle it or rise above it. I pretty much isolated myself in my office today rather, as much for my well being as well as that of others. Unfortunately, I couldn’t ignore emails and, through that means, a couple of people really pissed me off. Bad timing that they picked this week to do so. While last week I would have been more inclined to not call them out for passive-aggressive behavior or control freak tendencies, this week . . . not so much. In a couple of days, I’m probably going to feel bad that I didn’t call on great techniques to resolve the issues in more gentle, less blunt ways. Tonight I honestly don’t give a #*$&. Yes, I am that bitchy right now.
Aren’t you glad you stopped by this blog today?
So, why do I share all this ugly crap with you today. For one simple reason. No matter what has rocketed my way, regardless of the various emotions rolling over me, I am still abstinent. I haven’t caved into compulsive urges or overeaten. I’m not medicating my emotions in a pint of ice cream or stuffing my aggravation with wedges of cake or handfuls of greasy potato chips.
I’m eating my healthy meals, prepared according to plan. Rotten days are not a reason to abandon my recovery. Difficult circumstances do not become an excuse to binge. No reasons, no excuses. Even in turmoil, I’m managing to remember that giving into the eating disorder will only make it all worse. I prefer to hold onto my abstinence and use it as an example of something that is still going right. It helps me to recenter my gratitude which, ultimately, will reduce the power of the other circumstances.
No reasons, no excuses. I’m remaining on track.
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This hasn’t been a great week for me, either. My guy came home from work barely able to walk due to what he said was a foot injury he’s been ignoring for the last six months. Thanks to you blogging about your symptoms, I suspected otherwise and dragged him to the podiatrist. Turned out I was right — he has plantar fasciitis.
I haven’t let my own aggravation knock me off schedule, although I think I’m going to have to start forcing my guy to go to the doctor more often to be checked. Now that we’re older neither of us are bouncing back from sickness and injury the way we used to.
I’m really grateful that you have been sharing so much info about your health issues, Mary. In this case you really helped us.
I’m so sorry that he has plantar fasciitis. I really sympathize for his pain. If he follows the treatment protocol, it should resolve, although it takes time. Like you said, now that we’re older, we don’t bounce back the way that we used to. Glad to be of help. Hope your week improves.
I think there’s a bad news cloud hovering over Florida. I’m having issues with an A/C repair company and just called their office to give a rant on the necessity of good customer service in a competitive industry. LOL.
Congratulations on not letting the actions and attitudes of others change your commitment to yourself. Sometimes you just need to retreat and regroup in the face of negative circumstances.
Good for you. Floridians especially need great A/C service.