Bitching

[lenora_rose]

I'm in a crabby mood today. I was up until almost 3:00, partly due to ordering Chinese from the wrong place, partly due to a weird depressive state I couldn't shake that left me too lax to do anything useful, like the cleaning I had planned, and too caught up in inertia to actually go to bed. So today I ahve a miserable headache, and I'm tired enough to hate the world, though at least I'm no longer depressed.

I considered calling in sick before I fell asleep. I considered it again when I got up, and again when I got in the shower, and again waiting at the bus stop, knowing I'd be late, but caring only that I'd get downtown in time to order a _big_ mocha without missing the connecting bus. If the usual other girl were here, there'd have been no hesitation, but the woman who is in would have a much harder time handling a day entirely on her own.

So I'm here. And pissed off as I am, I've apparantly sounded nicer than I do sometimes when my brain isn't generating so much bitchiness. Probably because, in a normal mood, I don't have to mind every single thing I say out loud to people to avoid being cruel to the undeserving.

Although this is the kind of mood where my bullsh** tolerance is rock bottom. So tonight's choir practice had better be one of the good ones, and not like the one right after my return from VP, which almost had me storming out in a cliched fit of rage. The director is a nice guy, and does well with experienced members, but though I used to do choir, I'm rusty, and I don't think he knows how to handle the members outside of "Throw them in and let them pick it up".

Oddly, though I ended up dragging my feet on getting either underway yesterday, they were the things that put me in a fairly good mood the first two days of ths week, in spite of sewage issues.

The first one is a writing related one, and I don't want to say out loud until the results are in. It's a semi-parallel to NaNoWriMo (To which - good luck to all participants, even those who claim they're cheating), but with different aspirations and probably different results.

The second: The stair-climber will be assembled before Friday. As of yesterday, every day will be marked out on the calendar in four categories:

- whether I did in fact have a sufficient amount of exercise with a cardio element (The full walk home counts, a walk to downtown then catch the bus does not. The walk home with a large break to browse also does not.)

- whether I did any upper body workout at all that day, focusing, on push-ups and wrist* exercises.

- whether I consumed sufficient quantities of vegetables, or ate milk products that are not cheese.

- whether I snacked on anything overly sugary or fatty or both. (Giant mochas and maple lattes definitely count, skim milk or not.)

Short version - if my wedding dress has to be adjusted more than planned, I'd rather it be because I'm smaller than I was than larger. Also, my cardio had always stunk, but it's worse lately, and even my singing breath control has been effected. Walking rather than biking has kept my muscular fitness in reasonable health, but it's not helping enough.

These are all things I've done before, but let slide lately.

Besides, if I get the TV set up right, stair-climbing will let me indulge in watchign stuff I want to see but not subject Colin or Jeff to.

 

*  The wrist nerve problems, which have flared up several times the last couple of weeks, can be partly treated by strengthening the wrist muscles.