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Jan. 28th, 2016 01:13 pmIf I ever need oral surgery, I'm going to look up one of the students who will be starting the oral surgery course next week (hopefully after they've finished their residency). They seriously owe me, even though they don't know it. The oral surgery course has been a source of major unhappiness ever since it fell on me early this month. And today I find out that the every-other-Wednesday-afternoon pediatric clinic is on different every-other-Wednesday-afternoons this year than it was last year, so all the Wednesday afternoon lectures have to be rescheduled (some for other Wednesdays, and some for other days entirely). And one of the lecturers is a department head, whose schedule is nearly impossible.
And then there's the other lecturer who suddenly is going to be out of state for his scheduled lecture, and told me to reschedule it for a date that happens to be a Sunday, and then promptly stopped reading his email. I'm having highly uncharitable thoughts about the "department administrator" who dropped this whole mess in my lap in the first place.
I overeat when I'm unhappy. I've been doing a lot of overeating lately, and I know it. I also know it won't help in the long run. But in the short run I can't seem to convince myself that I don't need to eat whatever it is I want in that particular instant. It's a control thing, or lack thereof. Mac and cheese and brisket with barbecue sauce on it? Certainly! And potato chips. And then go and eat a burrito the size of my head for dinner. And kill that bag of popcorn after rehearsal. None of those things are a good idea, but I did them all on the same day anyway. At least I managed not to fill in the cracks with something expensive with milk in it from Starbucks. But I only didn't do that because I was going to be in actual physical pain if I did. I wish knowing the reason for doing something I shouldn't do, and being able to stop doing it, were equally easy.
Sigh. Went downstairs and stumbled into a Work/Life vendor fair including chair massages. Had a chair massage, and then came back upstairs and discovered yet another oral surgery course clusterfuck. I just absolutely cannot win with this thing.
And then there's the other lecturer who suddenly is going to be out of state for his scheduled lecture, and told me to reschedule it for a date that happens to be a Sunday, and then promptly stopped reading his email. I'm having highly uncharitable thoughts about the "department administrator" who dropped this whole mess in my lap in the first place.
I overeat when I'm unhappy. I've been doing a lot of overeating lately, and I know it. I also know it won't help in the long run. But in the short run I can't seem to convince myself that I don't need to eat whatever it is I want in that particular instant. It's a control thing, or lack thereof. Mac and cheese and brisket with barbecue sauce on it? Certainly! And potato chips. And then go and eat a burrito the size of my head for dinner. And kill that bag of popcorn after rehearsal. None of those things are a good idea, but I did them all on the same day anyway. At least I managed not to fill in the cracks with something expensive with milk in it from Starbucks. But I only didn't do that because I was going to be in actual physical pain if I did. I wish knowing the reason for doing something I shouldn't do, and being able to stop doing it, were equally easy.
Sigh. Went downstairs and stumbled into a Work/Life vendor fair including chair massages. Had a chair massage, and then came back upstairs and discovered yet another oral surgery course clusterfuck. I just absolutely cannot win with this thing.
