If it is Thursday then I am Tired

Yes, I am tired.
It has been kind of a slow week at work - only 38 hours so far. Working hours.
The week started out a usual, until I got the request to fill in for my boss's boss (BB) at a meeting on Wednesday. So, part of Monday was spent going over information needed for the meeting, calling people requesting information, then calling again to get clarification on the information, then putting it all in a file. The rest of Monday was spent doing all the regular Monday stuff.
Tuesday was spent working on the file, talking with BB on his cell phone whilst he was stuck at the airport, calling for more details, and back-up for the details and so on. It was a long day - I left work at 7:00pm
Wednesday I spent the entire day in my office - waiting for the call for my part of the meeting. I was on edge hoping it would go well and the VP on the other end of the call was in a good mood. They finally called at 1:20, and for 45 minutes I was the focus of their attention. And, not to sound full of myself, I did pretty darn well.
Today was spent trying to motivate myself to get something, anything done. I have lots of little things to do, and they wouldn't take too much time, but I think I may have been a bit burned out.
The big thing accomplished today was that I got 14 of the 18 days of vacation I have left this year quasi-scheduled. Quasi-scheduled because something "important" will probably come up and I will have to work around that. If that doesn't happen, then I will be pleasantly surprised.
Well, off to finish watching Survivor, then to get the boy to bed. I will then have a bit of quiet time, then off to pass out into bed. Goodnight.

Labor Day - 2009

I am sitting on the porch, with my Dog, and my friend Peach's dog, and watching Gunga ride his tricycle around and around. We just finished a fabulous dinner of Peach's special chicken enchiladas. YUM! It was a special birthday request from yours truly.

I started the day off from work by bopping into work for a bit to run Monday morning reports that can't wait until Tuesday. Yes, ironic. But then, that it how you can characterize my work - ironic.
Then Peach and I did something we haven't done in a long time - we went to the gym. Oddly enough it was pretty deserted - which is good when two pudgy broads show up to walk on the treadmills. I do have a dream of running on one without looking foolish, someday.

Then, Daddy dropped of Gunga and the dog, and we took two dogs, and a four year old to a new dog park. It was fun watching Peach's dog run full out, while my dog just ran after bigger dogs looking a bit desperate. Only one bout of tears when a large white fluffy dog ran up to Gunga and knocked him on his booty. After that, a run through a drive-thru for lunch, and then nap, for Gunga. I took the time to sort through, neatly fold, and mark Gunga's old clothes for the rummage sale in a couple of weeks. I, myself, am amazed I got it done so soon.

It has been a good weekend, and too soon I will be working on seven things at once tomorrow at work. I do have a confession to make, I did bring my work lap-top home to try to organize my to-do list and clean out old e-mails for the week. I hope it works. And, if I get that done, then maybe, just maybe, I will have time to play my DS a little bit tonight.

Goals

I have been stuck trying to lose weight for about 18 months now. I have been going to WW, and have, at least, been successful at not gaining too much weight back - about 12 pounds now. This mornings meeting was about setting goals, and how little goals add up to big weight loss.

So, here is my goal (I hear if you put it in writing, you have a much higher percent chance of achieving said goal. . .):

I don't want to have to buy new jeans - so the goal is to lose 13 pounds so that I can comfortably wear the jeans I own.

There you go.
I'll keep you informed of the progress.