I Know, I'm Late

Day 17

I know, it's a day late. 

Down another .1 pound. Not great, but I'll take it.

Yesterday sucked! I was the crankiest you-know-what at school. I am proud that I had the presence of mind to warn the students ahead of time. But that didn't change the fact that I made one of my sixth graders cry. One that I didn't actually want to make cry. Teacher-friends, you know that every now and then there are students that you want to make cry. I'm not alone here. Hahaha. An eighth grader that I love, that is so intelligent and is one that always amazes me with his knowledge and the way he can carry on a conversation, I had to tell him to not talk to me any more that class period. I was cranky, I told you!

Personal Growth Time, get ready!

I have always had an issue with flexing between two extremes: everything is great, or everything is horrible in my personal and professional lives. Well, you can probably see where this is going. I only lost a tenth of a pound instead of a pound or a half of a pound. I was supremely cranky when for 16 days I had been happy, upbeat, energetic. It settled it--Xyng wasn't working any more. The Xyngular Ignite system wasn't working, or I'm not doing it right. It was all falling apart. 

I decided to splurge. And I did. I went to the grocery store. I bought a different flavor of Mrs. Dash seasoning. I bought a sirloin steak. Some low-fat Swiss cheese. Worcestershire sauce with no sugars or carbs. Kale so I can make kale chips. Zucchini to make zucchini noodles. Pretty much outer perimeter of store. No thought. It just came naturally.

I smiled as I drove home. I had a bad day. Everybody does. It's working.