It’s been a stressful time lately. I haven’t been posting much because it would be all complaining and who wants to hear about that? You do? Oh, well ok!
Here’s a list of my current first world problems.
I quit my job.
About a year ago, I switched companies. (I no longer work with hubs. Sniff, sniff.) Basically, the contract at my old place moved to a new place and I followed the contract. I was doing exactly the same job with the same people at a different company. While there were things about the new company that I loved (like the pay and having my own office and the travel – yes, I loved the travel), there were things I didn’t love (no upward or lateral mobility, the office atmosphere, etc.) So, it was time for a change even though change is super scary for me unless it has to do with my hair.
And for those of you who don’t know what I do, I’m a technical writer. I always get a blank stare when I tell people that, even after I explain what it is, so let’s just say I make balloon animals professionally. That’s easier to explain. And more fun.
I took an unpaid week off between jobs because I like not working. A lot.
I did absolutely nothing during my week off. While it sounds good in theory, I can only watch so many episodes of Scandal until I feel like I useless piece of shit. So that didn’t go well for my mental state. The week that I wanted to enjoy wasn’t enjoyable. < — I told you these were first world problems.
I started a new job!
I’m super excited about this because not only am I working with a bunch of old friends (including this lady), but it’s an instructional design position that I’ve been trying to land for a year which gives me more creative freedom than technical writing does. So now I can make more creative balloon animals!
Even though I’m excited, new jobs are stressful. The commute is a bit further, the schedule a bit different, and there are a lot of new things to learn, so it will take some time for me to settle in and be comfortable.
I gained 5 lbs.
You know what gaining 5 lbs does? It makes running suck. I’m not even sure I like it anymore.
I can barely eek out two miles without having to walk and I’m lucky if I can run a 10:00 minute mile. To say that is humbling and that I’m worried about my upcoming races would be an understatement. I want to PR. I’m not running races to get worse. I should say that I’m happy to be healthy and to have the ability to run, but I won’t because I’m a terrible person.
I started taking Oxyelite Pro.
I want to lose that 5lbs I gained and not use the jaws of life to get into my pants. I could lose it by good old fashioned diet and exercise, but where’s the fun in that? I had a friend recommend this stuff. It’s a thermogenic and an appetite suppressant with lots of freaky warnings on the bottle, so it has to be good, right?
That lasted three days.
During the day, I was fine. I didn’t notice being warmer or the mass-quantities of caffeine I was consuming. I also didn’t notice my appetite being suppressed, but then again, I don’t see anything suppressing my appetite except a giant T-bone.
Nighttime is when everything went to hell. I felt insanely tired. My eyes had that stinging feeling like I had been swimming underwater. I had crazy headaches and was super sensitive to light, plus I had waves of nausea. I do not recommend that stuff. Now that I’m off it, I’m already feeling 100% better. Definite waste of money.
I hope you all have a great weekend. I’m looking forward to doing nothing because I have a busy month coming up including a few races, a concert, and a visit to see my DC love, Melissa. This is on top of the obscene amount of Parks and Recreation I’ve been watching.
So now you’re all caught up on my super hard life.