Head Up My Ass - 166

Santa Fe Grilled Chicken Salad from Sonic... that's all I ate yesterday. Between being stressed about Sadie's health (she had to go back to the vet) and stressing about the fact that YESTERDAY was supposed to be the day that I gave my final (I was a week behind in planning), I couldn't force anything down. Now I'm back and there was the huge explosion (figurative, not literal) at work. So I'm eating a Santa Fe Grill Chicken Salad now. I have to give my final tonight. I actually played it off quite well. Only two of my students showed up... so I said that I didn't feel comfortable giving the final with so few students, concerned about cheating, blah blah. It worked. So now my final is tonight at 7. I wrote my final in class yesterday while my two students who did show up were allowed to catch up on homework assignments and turn them in. I have my head so far up my ass sometimes.

Anyway, I'm a big ball of stress. I might give my counselor at Gladney a call on my way to class to relieve some stress. She told me to write about my feelings outside of this diary because I may be censoring myself and not knowing it. Boy was I ever! 10 pages later I knew that my issues are much deeper than the adoption or my workaholism. Luckily I have help now.

Weight: 166

2004-07-01 @ 12:01 p.m.
BACKWARDS // FORWARDS