Smack me

I've been a lazy blogger. Poo.

Wanted to report on the j/obberdoo. I called the recr/uiter and he was apparently impressed enough with what I told him on the phone that he is willing to accept my app late and talk to the hir/ing person about me. Whee! I also told my current person in charge, and she was super cool and supportive about it. I heart her. Seriously.

Eating is about 70% good. I'm getting there. Still miserable with my ureter stent. I go to bed most nights right after the kids because I just cannot cope with the discomfort another second. I've decided that once this stent is out I'm hitting the gym like a madwoman and losing ten pounds in two weeks right before BOOBS. Ha! Maybe 5lbs. Well, whatever it takes to have my 60lbs gone badge. If I manage to get back to losing ten pounds a month, I was thinking I could be in the 180s by Christmas. That would be an awesome present.

Hope all is well out there in blogland. I'll try to post more this week. I still need to do a picture post...

Crushed.

That j/ob I was going to apply for? Gone. Taken down. Already. I know it's silly, but I was all pumped about it. I logged in just a few minutes ago to submit my info and it simply wasn't listed anymore. There is a knot is my stomach. I know there was no guarantee I would get it; maybe it was just the thought of actually doing something new.

Hubs was saying at least I'm current and ready when something else pops up. He's right, but it's not helping at the moment.

I feel like having a tantrum. Actually, that would take too much energy.

In band news... I weighed myself this morning. 218. Only two pounds up over two months of being unfilled. I'd call that a maintenance success, wouldn't you? Time to get back to losing though.

This is where my head is at...

So, I don't love my j/ob. There's parts of it I do like immensely, especially my coworkers, but overall I feel like I have more to contribute and, frankly, I'm bored. I get frustrated by stupid things because I'm powerless in my current spot to fix them. I'm not passionate about the technical aspects, like some people are. I want out.

I haven't been actively 'looking.' It's really easy to be complacent when your w/ork is easy and boring and the like. The dinero is good, the hours are good, the person in char/ge of me is great, what is there to complain about, really? I just feel like there is more out there for me and more of me to offer.

A few days ago, I was searching the internal postings and there it was: my perfect way out of direct pa\tient care. I meet the requirements, and I'm very qualified, it sounds right up my alley, so I decided to apply. I'm terrified. It's a huge step for me. I've been in my current spot for going on five years now. I always knew I didn't want to be there forever, but I wasn't sure I was ready to go yet. But when the universe smacks you in the face with something this big, I really think you have to seize the day. Maybe they won't think I'm the right person. Maybe they won't even call. That will be disappointing, but it will be ok. Because I put myself out there and took a chance. You've got to take that first step if you're going to get anywhere ever. You won't finish the race if you never get off the starting line.

My head is full of turmoil over this. In a good way, of course. It's stressful, but it's a good step forward out of a rut. I could draw many parallels to the way I'm feeling about my weight loss right now, but you guys have heard all of that before. I need to seize the day there as well, get off the starting blocks, put some effort out into the universe and see what I get back.

Hope you all have a good Wednesday!

You guys are the best!

Thanks for the comments, girls! I have been re-reading them every day.

Short and sweet: Things are going ok. I'm in a lot of pain and discomfort from this stent. That is why I haven't been blogging much this week. Counting the days...

A small rant

Surgery yesterday went well. Now I have a stent in place for the next three weeks which means I'm limited to light walking as far as exercise goes. I was so ready to get back to things, and now I have to put them off a little longer. Maybe I'll do some of the balance games on Wii Fit just to say I did something.

The thing I have to rant about is my fill, or lack thereof. I can't get an appointment until AFTER Chicago! So so so so SO frustrated with that! The thing is, I probably could get in a little earlier, but I just can't ask for any more time off after all this kidney stone nonsense. At least you all will be spared the possibility of seeing me PB!

I'm going to stop myself from whining too much about that because you know what? There is no excuse for me to use this as a weight loss vacation. I CAN make some progress without a fill. The lack of exercise will be a bit of a challenge, but maybe I just have to suck it up and log my foods for a few weeks and pay closer attention to what I'm putting in my mouth. It just has to be done. It just HAS TO.

Feel free to leave me some pep talk in the comments!