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<issued>2006-11-07T16:58:00-05:00</issued>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">...a couple of things:<br/>
<br/>1.  I was off from work on Thursday afternoon and all day Friday due to illness.  I feel much better now.<br/>
<br/>2.  Before going home sick, I talked to my boss about my overwhelming workload and I've been given lots of help.  <br/>
<br/>3.  I have not cried at my desk at all this week.<br/>
<br/>4.  I have not snacked in the evenings the past two evenings (I know it's only two but still, TWO!)<br/>
<br/>5.  While I'm not 100% back on my original plan, I'm more focused on my eating and making a conscious effort to be nicer to myself.<br/>
<br/>6.  I hope to be posting here a little more often now than things seem to be settled, or at least more settled than they have been recently.<br/>
<br/>how've you all been?</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I'm still here, really.<br/>
<br/>It feels like I go all gang-busters and post for a few days and then disappear without warning.  Really, what's happened is that the past 4 weeks or so have just been overwhelming to a scary degree.<br/>
<br/>In the days post LOG passing away, my work was really busy.  Like, not normal busy, the kind of busy where you start to feel like you are actually some kind of crazy machine.  Like a mad robot from Futurama or something.  <br/>
<br/>Our team was working toward a big event on September 30.  I really had it in my head that once that was over, things would settle down a bit.  Now, I knew that the rest of the fall season would be still be hectic but I figured I would at least have time to say, pee once in a while or go for an actual "away from my desk" type of lunch break.  Optimistically, I even made two lunch dates for that first week of October.  The first lunch date was okay, the second one, well my poor friend had to put up with me blubbing and being a bit of a wreck.<br/>
<br/>Alas, my new job seems to have the better of me right now.  The worst part of it is that I really really love what I'm doing, we're just woefully understaffed at the moment.  I've had to work a few weekend recently and have not been able to take any lieu time that I'm owed...so I just keep working and working and I can't get any rest.  Even when I take a day off, I'm not sleeping well because I'm dreaming about work.  The little blue pills aren't even helping.  <br/>
<br/>Today though, I finally had an opportunity to talk (briefly) about this with my boss.  She's fabulous but she's going through the same thing with her MIL that we just went through with our LOG so I haven't wanted to trouble her too much with things.  Anyway, I've been crying a lot.  I do this when I'm frustrated.  It's one of things that I hate about myself:  when I get frustrated, or mad, I cry.  I feel like such an ass when it happens but I know that when it does happen, it's bad.  Right now, I feel overtired, overworked, overwhelmed.  I'd much rather be overjoyed and oversexed or over anything else but tired, worked and whelmed.  I'd also rather not be overeating and, admittedly, I've been sporadically doing that.  I hate a huge ass bag of ketchup chips on the weekend and numerous chocolate chip cookies.  <br/>
<br/>Hopefully, I'll be able to talk to my boss at greater length later this week and sort out some kind of temporary solution to my problem.  Well, it's not just <strong>my</strong> problem, it's our team's problem....it is now anyway, because that's how it is supposed to be when you're on a team, right?<br/>
<br/>/emotionally stupid rant<br/>
<br/>boy, typing all of that made me feel better.  I know too, that if I'd had some time to properly grieve about LOG I'd have a better perspective on things but that really seems to creep up on me in a bad way from time to time too... yikes!  I hope that everyone out in shrinking blog land is shrinking and being all healthy and good.  I miss reading everyone's blogs and being inspired by all of your fabulousness.  I'll be back soon, being fabulous and accomplished and rested! ...just watch this space!</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">This week has been tough and long so far.<br/>
<br/>Work has been crazy busy, my back is feeling better but it's not 100% yet.  I know that it's just all the stress.  I'm really tired and feeling run down.  It wouldn't surprise me at all if I ended up with a cold in a few days.<br/>
<br/>I've been trying to eat well through all of this.  Not totally perfect but good, better than I had been.  The exercise thing will wait until my back is better.  Right now, I'm just trying to be as good to myself as I can.  Once this week is over, work should settle down a little and my routine will get back to normal.<br/>
<br/>I'm looking forward to resting up and healing a bit, it's been a long month so far.</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">crap.<br/>
<br/>I'm up, I'm sipping coffee, I'm still crooked as hell.<br/>
<br/>Admittedly, I feel slightly better than I did last night but it still hurts to walk and I can barely sit up in the chair right now. I think I have to get back to bed and call in sick. I really didn't want to do this, I need to get back into the office (we have a big thing happening on Saturday) but I am worried that if I drag myself into work, that I'll be worse tomorrow and be totally screwed for the weekend.<br/>
<br/>Stress sucks, doesn't it folks? arrgghhh!!</div>
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<content mode="escaped" type="text/html" xml:base="http://shrinkinggurl.blogspot.com" xml:space="preserve">last night, we were in bed by 8 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until we got home yesterday, we were holding ourselves together pretty well. Being home though, around familiar stuff, around LOG's stuff (a lot of his things were still in his room here at the house) was difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, there was a beautiful card from my folks waiting for us, reading that made us both cry. Later on, a huge bouquet of flowers from the girls I work with arrived, that made us cry. Of course, I kind of laughed a little as we lit this candle that the funeral home gave us and placed it next to the flowers. In Judaism flowers are not really appropriate when someone dies. I said to my hunny that they sort of represented the compromise that LOG made when he decided to move here to be with us. His life became a little more "goy-ish" than it ever had, he even spent Christmas with us at my mum &amp; dad's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect that the next few days will be difficult too. At some point, we need to go over to the nursing home and pack up his things. We had hoped to do that today but my back is completely screwed right now, well my hip really. My body deals with stress by having my hip seize up. This stops me from being able to sit comfortably or walk straight up. It's quite inconvenient and painful and I'm hoping that I'll be better tomorrow because I need to go to work. I'm just grateful that this didn't happen until after we got home (it started a bit last night). My hunny says that it's just my body dealing with me holding everything in until the funeral was over and all the stuff we needed to do was done. I think he's right. Hopefully, sleep and ibuprofen will help get me sorted out. I don't want to miss another day of work.</content>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">we got home a little while ago.<br/>
<br/>I can't remember when I've been so tired. the funeral was yesterday morning and it was really nice, I think that LOG would have liked it, he definitely would have liked the rabbi. Fortunately, friends of ours had a connection to this fellow. The rabbi is married to their neice. He was a great guy, young, cool and very respectful of the way we wanted things to go. The whole process was made a lot easier by him.<br/>
<br/>Right now, I'm feeling really beaten up and tired. My whole body aches and I'm anxious to get into bed. Is 6 p.m. too early to go to bed?</div>
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<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">LOG passed away last night, about 2 hours after we left him.<br/>
<br/>In an hour or so, we're heading to Toronto for his funeral.  He has to be buried tomorrow morning, before rosh hashanah starts.<br/>
<br/>thanks for all of your good thoughts everyone.  see you in a couple of days.</div>
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