Today is my 39th birthday. I was hoping to have lost 50 lbs by my birthday and lo and behold I've lost 53.5 lbs! I'm very proud of my accomplishments.
I woke up this morning feeling down and really not at all in a good mood. Geoff wished me happy birthday when he kissed me good bye. It's been very frustrating at work with noise levels and language critisism. It feels like everything just came at me all at once this week and I'm drained from it. My son was in the shower for 30 minutes this morning and I was trying to get him out so that we could leave earlier since it was snowing this morning. He's a typical 15 year old teenager with a wicked attitude attached to him. I love him no matter what, but at times, he gets the best of me.
I had asked my manager if I could take half of a day off, and right away she called me to find out what was wrong. First, wanting to know if I was ok physically, then sounding more like a friend than a manager, she talked me through my frustrations. I feel blessed to have such a wonderful manager this time around. Not only does she care and takes the time needed for her employees, but man does she ever know her job! It's reassuring when you can talk to a manager about your frustrations and know that they will be addressed.
On a good note, my sis Hélène sent me a wonderful email this morning to wish me happy birthday, then I received a phone call from my friend Pierre from work and an e-card from him as well (Pierre always somehow manages to put a smile on my face...God Bless him). This is my last year in the 30's. I kind of feel old, maybe it's sinking in that next year I will be the big 4-0. But they say, by that time you're over the hill, so my guess is that going downhill is alot easier on the knees LOL.
With all that said, after my conversation with my manager, I decided to hang in there for the day. My head is up high, I will keep smiling to keep them guessing.
Cheers
Dee :D
