Monday, June 7, 2010
Ants-ies in the Pants-ies
No, I'm not going to break out into dance. I've been feeling really anxious for some reason for the last few days, bordering on stomach sick anxious. I feel like I'm going to forget to do something important or I'm going to think that tomorrow is really another day and I'm going to sleep in and miss work. It has me really stressed out but I don't really understand why I'm feeling this way. I think that, in part at least, it's this new job. I'm working in Vancouver as a receptionist but the place that I'm working for doesn't get a lot of calls. The bosses intimidate me a little, because this is my first "grown-up job" and I feel guilty that I don't do anything other than answer the phone, which hardly rings. Mostly, I just sit at her desk reading a book or on the computer reading your lovely blogs. I'm doing this as a favour for one of the ladies that works out at Curves, my other job, and who is a friend of my mother's. She wanted to go down to 4 days a week during the summer so she asked me to come in and do the phones for her on Mondays, but she is also a bookkeeper so she has other stuff to be doing during the day as well.
I'm not understanding where it is all coming from, but it has certainly affected me in my eating and exericise. I was out to the gym yesterday and I am planning on going today after work, but my eating has been suffering. Friday night I ate a whole bag of chips to myself. Last night I binged on a bunch of cheesies. I don't know what my weight is at right now, I haven't even bothered to check.
I think that the single life is getting to me. I don't really have a lot of friends and I don't see the ones I do have very often because they are pretty busy. I need to get in touch with more people, all I've really done in the past few days can be summed up in four little words: Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I've been huddled on my bed watching my DVDs of seasons 1-4, out of 7 seasons. I love this show, but if I think about my behaviour critically, it paints a sad picture. Young girl, sitting alone in the dark, watching a fictional heroine slay monsters, eating a bag of chips, wishing she had a boyfriend.
Enough of the "woe is me" fest. Tonight I am going to the gym to get a work out in and tomorrow night there is a rugby skills seminar in Surrey that me and friend are going to. Rugby could be really fun to get into, I think that I may have a thing for rough sports (see the roller derby post). As long as it gets me off my ass and into a smaller pair of shorts, I'm okay with it!
PS: I keep forgetting to tell you all that I'm on Twitter now! No promises for fantastical stuff as I'm still trying to sort it out, but check it out, my username is MiaY238!