I’m sad to say there was nothing outstanding about this week. Sometimes in life you just have to plod along and do the things, and that’s what I’ve been doing. I’ve been taking my medications, including my increased dose of Wellbutrin, and I do feel a little better, but circumstances in my life (joblessness, financial strain) are keeping me somewhat down. I’ve been exercising like a good little Bipolar patient, even when everything inside me screams “NOOOOOOO” which is most of the time. I’ve even been cooking for myself, which is a new one. I’m trying to eat better and lose this extra weight I’m carrying around, and I installed the Lose It! app on my phone. See Dyane Harwood’s post here to read all about Lose It! and how you can join the fight if you’d like 🙂 The basic premise of Lose It! is to track your daily food intake and exercise activity as you work towards your weight loss goals. For me, it’s good to have a concrete weight loss goal, and it’s also good to do something concrete to work towards losing the weight. <———–Did I just say the same thing twice? Also, there’s all sorts of hidden calories that I need to be aware of, like the *^%$#%^& creamer in my coffee!! It’s loaded!!! It’s almost the whole allotment of breakfast calories!!! So, good to know. I haven’t decided yet if I’m going to give up creamer. Maybe after I finish the two bottles in my fridge 😀
I think I applied for ten jobs this week, two in IT Security and eight in Desktop Support (Booooooo!). But, I have to live in reality, and in this reality, I need a job, like, now. So I might have to work in Desktop Support and just suck up my negative feelings. In the meantime I am writing positive affirmations about claiming my fulltime permanent job in IT Security. Like I said, I am trying to do all the things I can to move forward. It’s hard as hell when you put all this stuff out there, and the damn phone doesn’t ring. Hopefully, something is going on behind the scenes that I can’t see. If something doesn’t happen soon, I think I will have a full-out tantrum. Or a heart attack. Oh Lordy. I just hope I have something positively delicious to report next week. Until then, I will keep plodding along . . .