tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35402178.post8348898528591953431..comments2023-07-28T08:30:06.918-04:00Comments on Onederful Bound: Can Your Head Really Explode?Vashta Naradahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18226872593870131074noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35402178.post-15967374848952184362007-05-17T10:42:00.000-04:002007-05-17T10:42:00.000-04:00i swear, andrea, it's as if we're long distance tw...i swear, andrea, it's as if we're long distance twins. i am having the same fears about the scale and feeling as if i'm maintaining but being afraid i'm not and it is just all so crazy. <BR/><BR/>i had a full blown relapse last night when a friend dropped by. she's in the same liquid diet program i was in when i dropped 120 pounds. she has lost 40, looks great. <BR/><BR/>she asked if i wanted to do it again and some small part of me said "no, it just won't work for me long term" and the other part of me said "no" but leapt instantly into action when she left writing down every morsel of food i'd eaten, planning how to burn off extra calories at the gym, obsessing about getting fat, getting thin, all of it. <BR/><BR/>full. blown. diet. relapse. it was shocking. <BR/><BR/>sorry you're having such a stressful day. funny how all of the crap seems to join up and launch an attack on our serenity.BigAssBellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00196713522104157126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35402178.post-82311264750060267182007-05-17T00:01:00.000-04:002007-05-17T00:01:00.000-04:00I dont know if your head really can explode, and I...I dont know if your head really can explode, and I dont really want to find out LOL.<BR/><BR/>I have just been catching up on your last few posts, I can see so many things in your thinking that seem to be changing regarding IE. It is wonderful to see your progress.Jocelynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04614093666767356780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35402178.post-37132963884179793672007-05-16T18:32:00.000-04:002007-05-16T18:32:00.000-04:00Boundaries and limits. The thorns in my side.Boundaries and limits. The thorns in my side.Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15972291927652716856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35402178.post-65860376950636102842007-05-16T13:59:00.000-04:002007-05-16T13:59:00.000-04:00It's already well established that I do not track ...It's already well established that I do not track down people for information. If they don't get it to me before I print out the final draft, tough luck. Every month in the bulletin I warn people that if I don't have the info on a certain date it will get held for the following month. Same thing with the Sunday bulletin. If you call after 9:30 a.m. Friday with something it simply has to wait until the next week. <BR/><BR/>I've learned some tricks over the years, especially with the flower orders (poinsettias at Christmas, lilies and tulips at Easter). I purposely make the deadline several days before MY deadline to the florist, to accommodate any procrastinators. But the funny thing is, after the first year when I politely told people they were too late to order, I hardly have any now. Funny thing, setting boundaries and limits. It often gets you the respect you deserve.Vashta Naradahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18226872593870131074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35402178.post-1277567091126245672007-05-16T13:08:00.000-04:002007-05-16T13:08:00.000-04:00I did our church bulletin for three long years, ra...I did our church bulletin for three long years, rain or shine, every darn Sunday. I finally put a notice in the bulletin saying I would not accept anything else after Thursday. No inserts, no additions, nothing. Made everyone mad, and my life a whole lot easier. The choir director and the pastor took turns hating me. I didn't care. I was a volunteer. What were they going to do, fire me? I also stopped calling people trying to track down information. If there were no page numbers with the hymns or scripture references with the sermon, I left them out. Only took one Sunday of that to get stuff in on time. When pastor announced during service that Bea had left something out, I stood up and said oh no she didn't, you never gave it to her. That only happened once. I also quit answering the phone while I was running the bulletin or the newsletter. I let the machine get it. I got militant. When I began to hate the job, I quit. What an eye opening experience is working in a church. Hang in there.Beahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15972291927652716856noreply@blogger.com