Day 8
Day 8 was bad bad bad. At around 5:30pm I was (and still am) with what I consider a big problem (and probably very expensive as well) and I got so frustrated I went for the chocolate knowing fully well that it would not solve the problem (it is still there to solve in fact) . But, what can I say, chocolate is my alcohol. Now we'll see how it goes. I'm pissed off at this problem happening and it makes me think about other issues and I get even more pissed off. I really need to go away somewhere for a month. Anyway, did 1 hr walk yesterday and abs. During my relapse at least I did not take bread and butter which I was raring to do.
Today will try to contact someone about the problem. Should be meeting someone to go shopping but I'm not in the mood. I don't know what I'll do. Maybe I'll go, maybe I won't. Will see later. This evening I have a wine-bar party for a friend who is changing jobs and today is his last day. I so hope he'll be happy in his new post as he has been trying to leave his present post for so long. It is a wine bar - it will be full of wine (of course) and platters with cheeses and meats - will be hard to resist. Will try and get my walk in the afternoon. So far I've been pretty good with the walk - but it's only been 8 days. Anyway, I'm starting not to make sense so I'll stop there.
Shelley (I think) asked me how we went through 5 hours without internet at work - we just went crazy, trying to do work that does not require internet, every 5 mins, clicking on the internet explorer icon hoping to see some action and having our hopes quashed (you could here someone moaning every 3 mins or so as this happened). Then as we were contemplating the best way to end our meaningless internet-less lifes, service was restored and a tragedy was averted. And that means, you'll be reading (if you care enough) more s*** on this page.