I am going to use my blog to complain, whine and vent this morning. I FINALLY got to meet with my boss yesterday. He was wondering why I haven't been able to sign anyone up into my new program, yet, and was concerned that I may not be the right person for this position. I was in complete shock. I have been asking for my agreements, price lists, and commission structures for over a month. And he wonders why I don't have anyone signed up??? UNBELIEVABLE!!!!

So, he says "What tools do you need to be successful?" DUH! My bleep-bleeping paperwork *&@!!@$%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I told him that I cannot sign anyone up if I do not know the terms of the agreement. And what is there to actually *sign* if I have no paperwork that can hold a signature? This crap wears me out.

On a health-related note, my slacks don't feel as loose as they have been lately. I don't even care right now. I know I am excercising and eating right. F@$! the slacks. F@$! the scales. F@$! net calories. F@$! fat and sodium pecentages. F@$! everything else not included the four items above.

I am happy that I slept well last night and that the lawn service did a good job yesterday. At least I didn't burn my F@$!ing money up there.

Oh my, is somebody in a foul mood this morning, or what?

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I went to the mall yesterday and found myself getting into smaller slacks. They were snug, but not uncomfortable. It just felt great to be able to get my arse into a smaller size.

I'm not quite sure I get this, but prince charming doesn't seem to be very "happy" about my progress. He always responds with a neutral "oh" when I talk about it--except for the bra not fitting quite so well, anymore. That always gets his attention. F@$! it. I'm doing this for myself, anyway. I don't need anyone's approval.

Geez, what in the hell is wrong with me today? My hubby always calls me Mary Poppins becuause of my regularly cheerful disposition. I feel like getting in a fight and beating the crap out of something right now. I want to leave work and go to the gym. I think it is just work?

Hubby called me this morning and he could tell I was in a wretched mood. He hasn't called me back. That is unlike him, but probably a wise decision. I don't want to talk to me, either.

I am going to try to find something that will help me get in a better frame of mind. This mood doesn't work for me.

**CHOCOLATE**

Why didn't I think about that hours ago? Chocolate solves all of life's problems. I already feel better. mmmmm...chocolate. I have a bag of Hershey's Kissables. I've never seen 'em before, but oh are they great! Aahhhhhh