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May. 7th, 2014 09:58 amI spent most of yesterday in a fairly rancid mood. Today I'm in a slightly less rancid mood, but I'm definitely Tired Of. The problem is, I'm not sure exactly what I'm tired of. Babysitting, mostly, I think. I'm tired of chasing people around to get them to do things, and the minute I stop chasing them, they stop doing whatever it is I'm trying to get them to do.
It seems this is Compliance Week, and the risk management director sends us an email every morning with an "inspirational thought" in it. It's having the opposite effect on me, though; I keep thinking that next week I can go back to being rebellious. If I were rebellious to begin with, that is.
Speaking of compliance, come July 26 I will have been on Weight Watchers for a year. I'm debating whether I want to keep religiously tracking almost everything I eat after that, or whether I want to try being a good rule follower without tracking. (I don't bother keeping track of anything that doesn't have any points, even though I probably eat fruit in quantities that would have points if I bothered to track them.) I seem to have landed at five pounds under the goal I was trying to get to, so I have a little wiggle room. The trick will be not to wiggle right out of it.
It seems this is Compliance Week, and the risk management director sends us an email every morning with an "inspirational thought" in it. It's having the opposite effect on me, though; I keep thinking that next week I can go back to being rebellious. If I were rebellious to begin with, that is.
Speaking of compliance, come July 26 I will have been on Weight Watchers for a year. I'm debating whether I want to keep religiously tracking almost everything I eat after that, or whether I want to try being a good rule follower without tracking. (I don't bother keeping track of anything that doesn't have any points, even though I probably eat fruit in quantities that would have points if I bothered to track them.) I seem to have landed at five pounds under the goal I was trying to get to, so I have a little wiggle room. The trick will be not to wiggle right out of it.
