When I went to set myself up with the Jenny people this afternoon (since they had to change my Saturday appointment), the woman who got to weigh me and take a picture of me and *gasp!* take my measurements was ... all together now:A former student.
Will this never end? I repeat, the day I go to a new gynecologist and she exclaims "Oh, hi, Mrs. Chai, remember me?" I'm moving to New Zealand.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to this whole thing; it looks like a ton of food to eat every day and I totally don't see how this will lose weight off me, but at the same time, I'm confident that it will. I'm going to start it on Monday, since K is coming home for the weekend and I'd like to eat a meal or two with her while she's here. In the meantime, I've got all kinds of little booklets to read and stuff to work out, not that I don't have an actual printed meal plan for the week, but it needs a little tweaking. I guess most people don't have lunch at 11:10 in the morning (unless they're also teachers with first lunch) so I can bump that morning snack up until later. Okay, enough of that.
The principal asked me today if I'd lead a tour for a reunion group in a few weeks, but I passed on this one. These are people who never bothered to ask, or even notify the high school that they were having a reunion -- a 45th, it's the class of 1960 -- and that's just strange. Turns out there isn't even a football game that day; laugh's on them.
Today was about the stupidest day at work ever, although I expect tomorrow to surpass it. The guidance department commandeered thw whole library all morning to give make-up state tests, so we were closed down until the end of first lunch. They shut down the whole library to test seven kids. And then they finished an hour and a half early, but I couldn't open because the SCM was out and they hadn't assigned anyone to cover while I was at lunch. Now tomorrow, same plan, SCM out and closed all morning. Except I put in for a half personal day for the afternoon to get K at the train. And the SCM is just calling in sick (although he went away for the week) so I have to go in in the morning and look all surprised and say "Oh, he's out again? What will we do?" even though I know exactly what they'll do and I already made the sign for the door. Stupid, stupid day.
Okay, I've put it off but now it's time to go obsess over my new food plan for awhile. *rubs hands together in evil glee*
