Patrick got home a little after 10, wet from biking in the snow. He bikes everywhere, rain or shine. Or I guess snow since we're in Chicago now and he loves it. He's absolutely my motivation. When I moved in he worked 8am to 5pm and he would sleep until 7. Somehow he would be out of the door by a quarter after, biking to work to take a really hot shower in the locker room before putting on his uniform, which he keeps there, and getting busy.
I can't do that. Just jump up and go. I need time. I need a pot of coffee. I need my cat kisses and sleepy conversation about my dreams that I never really remember before I could possibly even attempt to get dressed and take on the day. Especially in this cold. I've lived in Georgia all my life, I know nothing of true cold. So I need these things before I can get going. Just like last night after Patrick came in and put on his pjs I needed to sit across the table from him and chat and eat half of a slice of Chicago Diner Carrot Cake. Roughly 450 calories....Roughly. Probably more.
Today was my first real day on the job. It wasn't terrible. Nothing I'm not used to. I feel like there will be way more training lurking around the corner. You know when a company is just overwhelmed with work so when you start they just kind of throw you to the bulls or sharks or bears? I have a small feeling that this may happen in the near future. But regardless if it does, I'm going to try my f'n best to not stress. I'm a bit tired of stressing when it comes to employment. I know I talk like I've been at it for years, but life is just a bit too short to actually die from being overworked and stress. It's happened. Google it.
Visual of how profesh I looked.
I wasn't late for work, which makes me happy considering I'm the worse at getting places on time. I blame my mother and older sister for this. Baby Steps. 2018 will be my year. I will find myself, be more patient, spend my time in more wise ways. I read during lunch today and wrote down everything I ate. I cooked a delicious dinner and called my sister to listen to her babies scream. I'm working on me.
Today's weigh in: 165.2 *inyourfacecake*
Apple - 100
Coffe w/ fake sugar and Almond Milk - 45
Tofurky, Avocado, and Tomato Sandwich - 400
Grapes - 100
Protein Bar - 180
China Town Tofu Snack - 35
Chickpea Taco Salad w/ Homemade Vegan Sour Cream and Chips - 652
Total - 1512
Here's a visual of my dinner just because.
I refuse to use the tracker when it comes to my food simply because after 8 years of it I'm tired. Writing it down gives me an excuse to buy cute stationary anyways.