When I decided to move to San Antonio I made sure that I chose to live fairly close to work because I hate traffic. I.hate.traffic. I don’t mind driving 30 minutes to work – only if that 30 minutes is at 60 mph most of the way and work is about 30 miles away. I hate driving 4.5 miles in 30 minutes. Yesterday I had to go to two meetings after school. The first one was for writing a grant that I wanted to apply for and it was required that I attend in order to be eligible for the grant. I got there on time with no problem, but had to leave early to try to get across town to another meeting. I left by 5:30 but ended up getting to the next meeting 40 minutes late (which was supposed to start at 6:00). My GPS tried to help by avoiding 281, but the combination of stupid drivers and continual rush hour traffic even on somewhat minor roads lead to my intense frustration and perhaps a little bit of screaming. I didn’t use my horn though I really, really wanted to. It just serves as a reminder to me that I’m pretty much bound to working on the south side of town from now on.
In other news, I was really horrible about dieting last week but still lost a pound. I’ve been horrible this week too, so I wouldn’t be surprised if I gain this week. I’m blaming it all on female issues but after today I don’t have the excuse any more. I guess I need to buck up and get back on the treadmill. I seem to have a mental block about using it these days. Ugh.
Matt has now read the first three Harry Potter books (and I’ve read 1 through 4). We will probably watch the third movie tonight. I started the 5th book so that I can get it read by the time he finishes the 4th one.
The new kitty, Felix, has a nickname. Sometimes he is also called “Shithead” because he can be obnoxious. He is still a kitten that likes to play and get into everything. He is fattening up because he eats like a horse as well. But he’s still cute.
Today seemed to be exhausting at work. Kids were obnoxious and I started working on inventory. I didn’t have my morning coffee and ate only popcorn for lunch. So now I feel completely drained. Matt of course will exercise and won’t get here until late for dinner. At least tomorrow is Saturday and I can sleep in. I start dieting again tomorrow. I promise. But tonight I’m think I’ll suggest going to a Greek restaurant for dinner. That sounds really good right now.