VSG Maintenance Group
01/22/2020 Hump Day
Thanks for reporting on the student presentations. I forget how impersonal High School can be. My work life revolves around the same 20-25 8 and 9 years olds 7 hours a day for 180 days each August through June. A very different experience. I'm happy to read that Nick has a safe place at school. Very different from the days I avoided the 30 building entrance near the Quad so that Eric Altmeyer and his cronies wouldn't heckle me and threaten me. Yeah, almost 40 years later I remember...
Pedicures are magically healing. Don't know why, but I do enjoy them!
Hi All
Just rebooted my computer so this better work. Yesterday's eaten post (I hope some computer gets fat from eating posts) described a nice afternoon at the pool where I went wild and decided to use the handicapped shower in the locker room because it is huge and has a seat. I have never seen anyone use it and no people who appeared to need it were around so why not. Much more comfortable.
Just visited the bookkeeper for studio. Some numbers are way off. Sometimes I think its just garbage in and garbage out. I have to remind people from time to time that I was a business/tax lawyer for many years. How could we have $9k in expenses from a Christmas sale when we only took in a gross of $4500?
DD I get it on the processing time. We call it "rebooting". Your school kids are lucky to have you. What a hard time high school is. Glad you are there.
No food insights today. Pot pie for dinner from the natural food store. Loaded with meat and veggies but a comfort food. One pot pie serves us both.
DianeO I look forward to reading your article. You are indeed a force of nature! Ditto Ann the poker player.
My little tv-tivo mini is broken. I think it is gagging on all the political stuff I have been watching. Not good for mental health.
Cheers all (computer don't you dare eat this!!) Diane S
Reading today's posts and Diane's Before and After article gave me reason to think that I need to journal a bit more. I have worked long to gain what self awareness I have. Reading posts written by our tribe, I sometimes feel a deep twinge of sadness. It is as though the words touch or poke at something deep in my gut that wants to remain wrapped, hidden, and asleep. The words prod just enough to disturb its rest and the jostle is enough to make my gut queasy and a wave of sadness flutter up, but fade away. Somehow I feel this thing holds a truth that could help me on my quest for personal acceptance and allowing myself to flourish and bloom into my personal best.
Food has been good today. Water intake is good, too. The only extra WW points were an 8 point indulgence into a snack bag of Keebler Elfin Crackers. Still below point for the day.
Back to working out, too. Good for the dopamine levels!