Oh, me oh my

I just can't win. Or I can win for a little while, but then I start losing again.

At least I'm doing better in some ways. I'm not constantly beating myself up for my failures at work. I'm doing the best I can with what I have, which isn't much - in terms of experience or assistance in the classroom.

I'm trying so hard to leave it at work. I can't bring everything home with me and dump it on Jim. I think I'm getting better at that, but sometimes it sucks all day and it just implodes as soon as you stop moving.

Thank god for The Office and 30 Rock. And for our Groundhog's Day liquor potluck this weekend.

I'm still here

I just can't think of what to write.

Body

What with work issues, I haven't written much about food issues.

Well, they are still there. As in I feel huge, nothing fits right, and I am horrified by my stomach.

I think about so many bloggers I follow, so many great men and women who have worked hard to like the bodies they have - just as they are. They don't look at celebrities or passers-by and agonize about why they aren't as thin. They genuinely like food AND their own bodies. And I can't.

Is this ever going to stop? I have no idea how to accept myself.

Hmm

You know it's bad when you start watching Dirty Jobs and you start to think hey, that might be kind of fun.

Did I mention ...

... that I don't want to go back to work?

... that I am the laziest bride ever? I designed our save-the-dates and invites using Microsoft Publisher templates.

... that I feel like the sloppiest, jiggliest, squishiest person ever?

... that I hate lesson planning? I should be doing that now instead of blogging.

... that I cried multiple times during our viewing of Up last night?

... that not only am I a lazy bride, I'm kind of a lazy blogger and I use gimmicks sometimes?

Oh readers. I love you so.