Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Think Yourself Thin
I swear to God, I joined a gym, have only attended 2 and a half times (don't ask), and I could swear that I am getting skinnier. Sure, this could be due to the fact that I have pretty much cut out all sugar from my diet and am eating healthier than ever...but really part of me thinks that even the knowledge that I have a gym membership and INTEND to be fit and buff is making it so. Call it my Science of Mind thinking, call it delusions of grandeur, call it not-having-anything-else-to-blog-about, but perhaps if I just keep that little plastic memebership card tucked in my purse, I will eventually lose so much weight that I will disolve into thin (ahem) air.
While we are on the subject of insanity - I have been observing more acutely my mood swings. They are radical. In one day I can have a true range of feelings about my relationship from naming our children, to changing the locks. I am so up and down about my partnership that I doubt this year if I will need to attend the PNE. Sheesh. What to do about this? Well, there is always job hunting...........
Which brings up another uncontrollable Krista-ism that rears its ugly head when I am interviewing ---- I have totally inability to answer questions with susinct, clear and SHORT sentences. This is what often happens - interviewer starts off by saying, "well, Krista, I just have a few questions for you. first off, what would you say your ideal work environment would look like?" And then, I answer. 20 minutes later a slightly glassy eyed interviewer waits to see if the pause in the noise is ACTUALLY me finishing, and when it seems like that is so, ties up the meeting with, "ooookkaaayyyyy then. no need to ask my other questions, i think that answer about answers everything." WHAT IS UP WITH ME?
I like me. Don't get me wrong. I am critical of myself, but essentially, I like me. Still, these days I can't help, but wonder if all these years I have just been this psychotically moody, hairy, foul breathed, long winded, boring, obnoxious committment-phobe and nobody has ever really had the courage to let me in on it.
Sigh. The musings of a lonely blonde in a too-yellow apartment.
Late night stealth laundry ventures beckon. I must be off.
Talleho neighbours.
While we are on the subject of insanity - I have been observing more acutely my mood swings. They are radical. In one day I can have a true range of feelings about my relationship from naming our children, to changing the locks. I am so up and down about my partnership that I doubt this year if I will need to attend the PNE. Sheesh. What to do about this? Well, there is always job hunting...........
Which brings up another uncontrollable Krista-ism that rears its ugly head when I am interviewing ---- I have totally inability to answer questions with susinct, clear and SHORT sentences. This is what often happens - interviewer starts off by saying, "well, Krista, I just have a few questions for you. first off, what would you say your ideal work environment would look like?" And then, I answer. 20 minutes later a slightly glassy eyed interviewer waits to see if the pause in the noise is ACTUALLY me finishing, and when it seems like that is so, ties up the meeting with, "ooookkaaayyyyy then. no need to ask my other questions, i think that answer about answers everything." WHAT IS UP WITH ME?
I like me. Don't get me wrong. I am critical of myself, but essentially, I like me. Still, these days I can't help, but wonder if all these years I have just been this psychotically moody, hairy, foul breathed, long winded, boring, obnoxious committment-phobe and nobody has ever really had the courage to let me in on it.
Sigh. The musings of a lonely blonde in a too-yellow apartment.
Late night stealth laundry ventures beckon. I must be off.
Talleho neighbours.
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