My job is hard. Ok no. Sunday we took the guys bowling. Tonight we had the all home get together. We went to the mall for dinner and a movie. Dinner was in the food court. My lame/fearful ass took the money Im given and went to Caribou for a large dark roast. There were MANY options for me (or for me to compromise with the ed a little). Potbelly has a new skinny tuna sandwich. I have no idea what it is but I saw the sign. There was a Subway, Baja Sol and a Soup/Sandwich shop. It was one of those days...

We saw Little Fockers. It was the only movie we could see at that time. Some lady sitting next to us with her 3 young children just kept staring at us. Seriously, are people THAT ignorant, rude and stupid?! I glared the eff right back at her, very well, bitchy. These guys are people too. They deserve everything everyone else in this world does. And you know what? They get more joy out of seeing their friends at the mall than you ever will. They get joy by riding in the van. They find joy in the simple things.

I havent been to the gym since Monday and I am kicking myself. I planned to go tonight but because of my messed up eating today I decided it would be pointless. Wheeling T in today left me out of breath and my heart pounding. I guess I also rationalized with the ED that since I didnt eat much, I wouldnt get fat from not working out today. 3 days in a row though, wow...thats bad.

So plan tomorrow is to workout, Laura, yoga, work.

And to stay warm. Right now it is -15. FML. I really hope my car doesnt have trouble starting.