Excuses, Excuses

Sorry, but that is all you’re getting today. A quick rundown:

I received notice of the final date of my current job. I knew this day was coming but until I had a definite date it didn’t feel very real. This means I have to spend more time job searching. I have been conducting a half assed job search for over a year — even turning down one health & fitness writing job that didn’t pay enough and in retrospect would have been perfect — but now I really have to amp it up. If you or someone you know wants to hire me, I have a Master’s degree in Corporate Communication; I specialize in internal communication; I am open to other possibilities given the current climate; I am a writer. Please read my professional website for more information.

My Humor Writing class is going well, but there is lots of work! My assignment for this week is to read an entire humorous book. Not a huge deal since there is never a moment I am not reading a book, but the pressure to both start and finish one in a week’s time while juggling work, job search, family, the boy, TV, working out, rest and the rest of my writing assignments is a little much. I will get you that Seattle recap post (I started it!) once I finish the book (Waiter Rant, by the way. Thanks Phoebe!) And did you know there are rules to writing funny? I have a hard time following these rules and need to practice being funny so I can continue to be funny.

Additionally, I have had one of my worst gastrointestinal weeks ever. So much that I have scheduled my next appointment with the surgeon. So much that I begged and pleaded with the boy to please just sit on my stomach, hoping the pressure of his body weight would help me to feel better. It didn’t. I am seeing the surgeon on December 10.

I have been consumed with lengthy phone conversations with the doctor I saw 2 weeks ago with both his office and my insurance company trying to get approval for an expensive antibiotic. Apparently, the doctor approved it but the insurance denied it because although I am sick, I am not sick enough to actually receive treatment. It makes lots of sense and I love this situation very much.

I HAVE BEEN TAKING PICTURES OF FOOD! I don’t know why I shouted that, but it felt right. I have not, however, uploaded said pictures. I will. And I will post. And I owe you a kidney.

The food I have been taking photographs of has mostly been vegetables, hence my bad gastrointestinal week. In this week I also ordered from Peacefood Cafe and ate at the incredible Pure Food & Wine twice. YUM. Seriously, that place is so great. I can’t wait to tell you all about what I ate. Love the food. Don’t love the effects on my tummy. My problem is (and I will get much more into this in a future post) that I have absolutely no idea what to eat. I know the foods that won’t cause me as much pain, but they are not healthy enough nor are they what I WANT. I want vegetables and whole grains. So I don’t know how I can eat what I want and what is healthy while avoiding extreme pain and discomfort.

Working out. I had some spin shoes mishaps I will tell you about soon. Let’s just say there was a spin class with me repeatedly and angrily banging my foot against the bike and saying “F*CK.”

ALSO I was at the gym and Days of Our Lives was on and I was surprised to see Luis from Passions. And even more surprised to see Theresa and Ethan kissing in the next scene. What show is this?!

And I tried yoga again and didn’t hate it! More on that to come as well.

Lastly, I ran 6.24 miles yesterday. I decided to run to the George Washington Bridge because it didn’t look that far away but really, the more I run and run, the distance between me and the bridge never seems to close. After 3.12 miles I decided I better turn around so I don’t cause massive damage to my already sensitive knees before my race coming up this weekend.

I will run to the bridge another time. It might not be until the Spring due to unfortunate temperatures in the northeasten region, but it will happen. Oh and I saw a unicylclist during my run. He was wearing a backpack. All I could think was how strong his core must be.

OK work to be done. Bye, sorry.