LYNNABEL's Nov 2007 CalorieKing Blog
I haven't made updating my journal a priority the last two weeks or so. I think it is mainly just being exhausted - I have 4 weeks left and am getting pretty tired, both physically and mentally. I'd like to record these last few weeks because what if its my last pregnancy? On the other hand, its all I can do to get through each day. Its not that I'm miserable in a conscious way - its that I'm in a daze of sorts.
This week at work has been hard - its made me wish pretty passionately that I'm...
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The interview went very well. I was impressed with what I heard both about the company and the culture. I did not expect to hear integrity as a priority (after all, its an insurance company) but I heard it loud and clear. I think I sold myself very effectively, and will just be waiting now for news in mid December. I was happy, actually, to hear that they are interviewing other people. In this role, I would get a break from people management which right now is attractive. I would be very self-ma...
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Monday, November 12th 2007
Will leached himself to me this weekend to an unprecedented degree. He wouldnt even let me be in a different room from him. He actually threw a tantrum when I took a shower and he couldnt come in the bathroom. This would have been fine (a bit much, but fine) had he not also decided that S was the enemy standing in his way of being near me. My heart broke a hundred times with Ws rejection of Ss presence and affection. Fortunately for W and I, S is the worlds most mature/loving parent, a...
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As if the timing couldn't possible be worse (no matter how protected I am by law, hiring a person who couldn't start work for another 4 months is asking a lot), I have a job interview on Wednesday that I'm doing a bit of actual lusting for. Too long to go into now, but wish me well, and I'll update shortly.
Monday, November 5th 2007
Logging food and exercise - what novel concept. (For me).
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This weekend, I got a "Peshee Mommy" followed by a hand stroke to my cheek. Not sure where my heart is since that RIPPED IT OUT OF MY CHEST.
In the middle of putting on his shoes, he HAD to go across the room to turn one of his multi-colored rings upside down in order to match the CORRECT order of colors. I involuntarily said, "Holy..." meaning to finish the utterance, but stopped myself so that he w...
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