a buffet kind of day

A neighbour wanted to take me out to feed me.

After my hair fiasco.  (Distraction?)

A buffet! I did ok.

Choices, choices.

A Caesar Salad with cheese.

A slice of roast and 3 Brussels Sprouts.

A spoonful of greens to taste them.

A little slice of Tilapia with cabbage and green beens.

And a brocoli. She's chopping brocoli. ♫♪

Then, at work today, I was like all  * # ☁ ⚡

Then, I thought better of it. And settled down.

And re-assessed the situation.

(Gratuitous hair pic. It looks ok to me now.)

Nurses use "The Nursing Process" 

to solve problems and get things done.

"The Nursing Process is The Life Process!"

P = Problem

I = Intervention

E = Evaluation

(Yep - it spells PIE)

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 P..... What is the real problem?
I..... What did you do about it?
E..... Did it work? How well? Or not....

Choices, choices. 

Sometimes its easy to make good choices. Others suck.

Some are made for us. They just seem to happen.

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There are no small upsets when it's yours!

But we can be ok with whatever we decide.

Or maybe change some aspect of it.

There's almost always something we can do.

And learn to tell the difference! (Or not!)

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Today at work

Monster w/ protein

Atkins bar, snack pkg of nuts,

Water, coffee w/ cream

Monster w/out protein

Egg white protein

4 slices ham and 4 slices cheese

5,000 steps at work.

The day was good and went by fast!

Hope your week is the best week evah!

bad hair day

Unaccustomed as I am

to "fancy" things,

like make up, and hair spray,

I thought I would expand my repertoire

and get my hair "done."

I am finding that I have an extremely low tolerance for change.

Especially when it is just a little out of my comfort zone.

Or new. Or potentially controversial.

I feel almost "disabled" in a way, at times.

This vague - and outright anxiety..... beyond shyness.

This agoraphobic -like resistance to change...

Yet all the while craving it with all my heart....

Knee-jerk reactions: I can't say why but the answer is "no."

Too much change in one year?

Self-sabotage? Displacement? Transference?

Defense? Coping? Eff it all.

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I would never fault anyone for the choices they make

when they are under the spell of this doubt and angst.

So I went back to my "roots" - so to speak.

It's not just my hair that is over-processed!

It feels like failure....but it isn't.

It's part of a new learning curve - I know.

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My blog has been all over the place lately eh?

*sigh*

Who knew weight-loss could be such a ride.

Blame it on the full moon?

Looking at last night's full moon!

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This just in:

I was born blonde and grew up "jet blonde"

until I went to college - where I turned brown headed.

And brown~ish I remained until the last few years.

First grade in my Parochial School uniform.

So long ago, they only had sepia tones! (lol)

a long day

The local 7-11 has cheese and hard boiled eggs.

And fruit and stuff....

My numbers are usually good -

even with all the caffeine

I won't say the scrubs are tight....

But they are not as loose as they were last week...

Over 13,000 steps today at work

And I'm not done yet!

Can you see the guy walking around in the street?

Egg protein, Atkins bar (which was yukky and I didn't finish)

Cheese, Monster drink, and water all day!

And since I worked so many hours,

I had a hamburger with no bun.

Imagine that!

I am off on Saturday and will be cleaning

And doing laundry. Yay!

I'm happy to do these "mundane" chores.

I think it's part of my work to stay "grounded."

I hope your weekend is just wonderful!

Peace - out!

☮☺