Not good

Warning: this post is being written during a flare up of my chronic bitchitis*

I suck.

I suck hard.

I’ve gained three pounds since last week.

And I suck because I knew it was going to happen and didn’t do anything to prevent or even minimize it.

Exercise? Huh, what’s that?

And I’ve been eating like a pig. Stuffing my face.

As I write I’m surrounded by nilla wafers, gummi bears and Hershey’s kisses.

I finished a Smartones meal and decided to take a walk to get some fresh air. Well, I ran into a co-worker on the elevator and got to talking and ended up right in front of the snack shop where I went in and proceeded to buy a bunch of snacks, then instead of going on a walk, came back to my desk and started munching.

Ahhh!

I need to pull it together.


*Bitchitis: A non life threatening disease which causes a person to act extremely bitchy. Symptoms include complaining, moodiness, short temper, having a sucky attitude, loss of sense of humor, heightened sensitivity, i.e. emotional basket case. Symptoms may be exacerbated by a visit from Aunt Flo.

—TOL