These Are The Days Of My Life

So , here’s the latest on the soap opera that is my life.

My job at the US Census came to an end a few weeks back, but I managed to hire on with another temporary job – this time with a construction company that builds Decks, Docks, and Pilings.

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I’m back on the computer drawing up plans, so that is a good thing. I started just this week, and already they’re telling me I was better than the other girl who’d been there 6 months (she must have been really slow is what I’m thinking). As I said, it’s just a temporary thing – from March to September – and it hardly pays at all… but it’s a job. And as an added bonus, I get to ride my bike to work.

My roommate told me that at the end of her contract she will not be extending her stay with me. This means I need to find another roommate – which I hate doing. I really don’t want a roommate at all, but just can’t afford to do it on my own. She’ll be gone August 1st, which gives me a little bit of time.

I had a bit of a blow-up with her this past week: she has this boyfriend who stays over EVERY NIGHT since like April. I’m very annoyed at that – and not just because they have loud noisy sex all night long (although when they started to make MY bed rock, I did throw a fit). If I had known she was going to have a boyfriend stay over all the time, I would not have rented the room to her in the first place. I do not want two roommates, especially one who doesn’t pay a thing to live here!

Part of my blow-up was the boyfriend thing – but part of it was also the whole “new job” thing. Plus the whole Guy thing, too. And that is a whole other story.

Want the condensed version, or the whole story?

The condensed version: my boyfriend's kids are up visiting him for the summer, so while they’re here – I’m basically out of the picture. He doesn’t think they are ready for Dad to have a girlfriend so soon after splitting up with his last one. If you take all emotion out of the picture, I agree with him: they aren’t. However, I’m still hurt… and sad… and lonely… and terrified that he’ll get used to not having me around and won’t ever come back to me.

The messes I get myself into.

On the plus side, my diet is working quite well. I started actively trying to lose weight about three months prior to the Africa trip. Last summer I weighed somewhere around 196 lbs. When I weighed myself and all my gear for the trip, I was around 182. I don’t have scales here at the house so I have no idea where I’m at now, but the clothing I wore in Africa are a few sizes too big for me now so I know I’ve lost some more.

My goal is to get down to around 150 pounds. I think I’ll be happy with that. Less would be nice too, though. I used to wear a size 8: I’m in a 14 now, so still have a few more sizes to lose.

Stress over the new job, the whole Guy issue, the whole roommate thing, and the fact the my job doesn’t pay me enough to cover all my bills and get food, too = all this will contribute to my weight loss plan, I’m sure. And riding my bike to work each day will help as well = it’s about a 6 mile round trip.