Anya ,'Storyteller'
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Thanks. I'm in a better head-space now. When I'm conscious, it's easier to turn off the worry. I'll get through this, although I'll probably have a few more mini-meltdowns before it's all over.
The good news in all of this is, I haven't resorted to stress eating the way I have in the past. Big victory, that.
Sorry for the sleeplessness, Anne. But a big yay on not stress eating!
That is truly a big victory, in my mind. I think in my last job, I put on about 20 pounds over the last six months I was there, thanks to stress.
I've also started yoga classes, which I'm hoping will be a help when it comes to learning how to quiet my mind.
Oooo! Yoga! Fabulous! I think there's a new yoga studio opening up a few blocks from my new place. I'll have to check it out once it opens.
Well, huh. Looks like this is actually an established studio that's moving into my neighborhood at the beginning of September. And, as part of their moving, they're running a 90-day special for $95! I might have to try that!
{{{Anne}}} Sorry for the lack of sleep, but yay for no stress eating! What others said: you caught the error and you didn't make the error. Sorry that it is making your work life more difficult.
sj! Jump on AIM for a minute, k?
What others said: you caught the error and you didn't make the error.
True. What's killing me though, is wondering if I should have caught this much, much earlier, and if that's what my boss's opinion will be.
Still, this will tell me a lot about what kind of place this is to work when something bad happens.
Ugh, sorry about work stress, Anne. And sj, if you think it would at all help, I'd be happy to try to talk to TG and explain to him that there are some times when trying to help, no matter how noble or helpful, actually can make things worse, and that those times he should just sit quietly, or go somewhere else, and just bask in the happiness of having such a wonderful woman in his life.
Dinner is in the crock pot and smelling fabulous already.
Oh, how I love having counter space!
Hey, Sean!