This morning at 4:15 am, I was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed...ready to take on the world. When I woke up, I was actually able to breathe, for a change. So, I got up and got my two-mile walk in, listened to the birdies and watched the sunrise. I my early morning walks and my date with the sun. Prince Charming made me some berry medley tea (which I really think I don't like) and I was actually hungry for the first time in weeks by about 7 am! So I ate and then was hungry AGAIN at 11, so I ate. Then...I crashed and burned and the nausea came back.

Oh, how I want to nap!!!

We have been struggling with our new hire and my relationship with him has been...a mess--for lack of anything better to label it as. I had a nice chat with my boss for an hour last night and he told me to have a talk with the new man and tell him how I feel. So I did. While the relational side went well, we have fundamental differences in how we approach client projects and relationships. He's been, apparently, trying to convince my boss that his way is better. I simply cannot function in the way he wants, and I told him so. I do not feel like it is in the best interest of our clients and I would not feel right in doing anything less than what I viewed as being best for the client. So, I had another talk with the boss this morning and asked him if we were really switching approaches, and if so, then I cannot do it. It's a mess. My boss said that we are not doing what this guy says we are going to do.

The new man has some HORRIBLE ideas in his head about gender differences. When we were at lunch a couple of weeks ago, I told him that I will say exactly what is on my mind, regardless of the title of the person I am speaking to. He popped off with some comment about women not being able to speak directly to people in positions of authority and that he found it an unusual trait. I wanted to choke him. And I told him so. Which shocked him some more. Then I decided to pull out ALL of the stops and showed him exactly what was capable of coming out of my mouth. He thought it was funny, which it was, but I really dislike stereotypes--especially when they involve my vagina. Having one is not a professional disability, really.

Does anyone who reads this know of any whole/natural fruit/juice bars? I don't want anything with sugar, fructose, HFCS, or any other type of sweetener. Fruit is sweet enough all by itself. I have totally struck out and sugar is such a huge turn-off right now. I can *taste* it...the little sugar granules...in my food. Blecht!