I never know how the week is going to be when I get back from Christmas. That first day is usually the hardest and I usually need a nap to get through it. I prayed a lot about it, and it went pretty well until yesterday. And then everything went crazy.
I really am tired of being hurt by people. It makes me crazy.
I was so stressed when I left (and I really wasn't feeling well) but I had gotten so much done it was amazing! I worked offsite at a different campus (the customer) uninterrupted so I banged out a lot.
It is really hard for me to unwind after that.
And later I was with some friends and someone asked me how old I was, if I didn't mind, I said 38 LOL, and then I was like 39. I don't really care about how old I am, though a lot of times I think I'm still 32. I don't even think about it, once someone asked me and I said 32. Some people have big celebrations in their lives for their birthdays, I don't. Haven't since I was like... 10. So kind of I feel like 'what does it matter that it's your birthday?' I like to celebrate other's birthdays but mine... eh, it's just a day.
We started talking about our bowling fundraiser for our trip to El Salvador. I'm pretty excited about that, even though, I am not big on asking people for money for stuff I need (which that's exactly what fundraiser are!!), I'm fine when it's someone else - it's totally a pride thing I need to get over. We leave in a little over 8 months!
Done well on the 'diet' which really isn't a diet it, it's changing the way I live for the rest of my life. I've been also blogging at www.itsnotaboutfood.blogspot.com
I hope you had a great week! lovetoyou!