Forced Exercise
By Susan Mercedes. Filed in Food, Health, Life, Work |I’m making this post short. Mainly because I’m in a foul mood. And I’m forcing myself to see the upside of life. You know how fucking hard that is to do when you’re as pissy as I am right now?
Stresser: Subsequent Upside
Boobs seemed to have grown a size overnight causing my standard black dress to be snug on top: Makes my waist look super tiny.
Forgot to eat breakfast: Eating Cheetos for breakfast totally guilt free. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day and that’s all I had in my office.
Rush to get out the door today: See above upside.
My to-do list at work is HUGE and growing: I have a job.
Need to respond to an email my ex sent me: He’s my ex.
I have a business lunch I’m not prepared for: It’s an expensed lunch.
Cancelled my session with my trainer tonight: Booked a 90 minute massage instead.
My feet hurt in my heels as soon as I put them on, but only when I walk: I have feet and I can walk (yay, two upsides!).
Worried that eating all these Cheetos will make me fat: I can blame the person who gave them to me as a gift. And call him a bastard for making me fat.
Enough. I’ve go plenty to be happy about. If I keep telling myself that, my mood will change, right? Maybe I’ll just quietly get through the day and come back tomorrow all fucking happy.
Carry on with your day people. Hugs and love and all that shit!



Thursday, October 8th 2009 at 10:33 am
Boobs getting bigger is ALWAYS good thing.
Seriously.
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Susan Mercedes Reply:
October 8th, 2009 at 8:28 pm
the Constantly Dramatic One: Big boobs are good when my surgeon causes it. But random puff ups…they always throw me off.
Tiny waists…ALWAYS GOOD!
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