My Quest to Find My Waist

Yesterday my sister and two of my cousins helped me decorate my classroom and sort out the library. The cousins spent the night, kept me up til all hours, then we got up at 5:30 and wer back to the school by 7:30 where I kept setting up and cleaning in between meetings. I am supposed to go to my Tai Chi class in half an hour, but I honestly don’t think I’m going to make it. I really want to go. I think I’m just going to shake off this sleepiness, and go. I’ll be home by 8 and can go to bed with a clear conscience. Ok. Gotta leave in 2 minutes to get there in time to change. TTFN

To those of you who read and/or commented on my blog for yesterday, thanx for the feedback. However, I did want to clarify one point. I was not being hard on myself, or least I didn’t mean to be. I was just making a comment. Maybe I am too hard on myself with regards to other things too. I was in a meeting for work today, and I couldn’t think of a good thing to say about my abilities as a teacher. Others kept saying positive stuff, but I wasn’t feeling it. I was actually given advice to make positive affirmations about myself. I’ve never REALLY thought about it before but negative thinking habits can be as detrimental as negative eating and exercise habits. So, that’s another thing to add to my growing bag of tricks. Positive thinking. Now, that’s WORK.

I was rereading my profile yesterday, and when I got to the diet part, I realized that I had dropped the ball big time. I have been home for the summer. No work. Did I take this opportunity to drinks gallons of water and flush out my body and all the other great things water does for us? Nooooo, not me. Did I eat 5-6 servings of fruit and vegetables? Of course not, don’t be ridiculous. So here I sit, wondering what snarky little comments I am going to overlook (or not, as the case may be) from my students, because I dropped the ball. But then again, I do the same thing every summer. That saying about the definition of insanity has been running through my head for days now. Maybe I’m not fat because I don’t eat right, and exercise; maybe I’m fat because I’m nucking futs!

So, its that time again.  Time to once again become a responsible member of society.  Time to dust off the dress pants and pumps, and the old brief case.  And the old lunch box?  I have bought so many contraptions in which to carry my lunch and they last for about a week, and then I am back to buying an endless round of turkey sandwiches from the deli across the street, because that is the healthiest option.  After 6 years, I am sick to death of turkey sandwiches.  The one time I ordered a chicken sandwich, the chicken was spoiled.  So my problem is how to plan lunches that will not bore me, take too much time to make or too much time to eat.  For the first time in 3 years, I will be teaching five periods a day.  I am used to having more time to do what needs to be done, so I have  a lot of readjusting to do.  So now, I have to plan lessons for 15 periods a week, and lunches for 5 days, not to mention planning my wardrobe, and my workouts.  I have 4 outside-the-house workouts per week.  However, I am optomistic.  I mean, I know that I can’t do it, but I’m not depressed, merely amusedly resigned to the upcoming chaos.  Now, some of you may think, “Gee, Tink, forget about the wardrobe.”  Well, if you taught middle school you wouldn’t; those kids are brutal, and they notice everything from a hair trim to new toenail polish.  And honestly, last year, I dropped the personal grooming ball.  I mean, there were days when I looked so bad, I couldn’t blame the kids for making fun of me.  I knew I looked like crap on a stick.  Plus, I tend to feel better and more confident when my hair is done and my make up is nice and my clothes aren’t too big or, more likely, too small.  I tried to new hair salons this summer, and found one I think I like, but I’ll need to go there a couple more times.  I’ve purchased Bare Essentuals and practiced with lots of new makeup techniques.   So, as you can see, I’ve got a lot on my plate.  Am I being vain?  I sound vain to me, but I can’t help it. (LOL)