Non sum qualis eram

It’s waaay too early in the year to be coming down with the winter blahs. I was bad today. No, I didn’t cannibalize a small village of pygmies. I just ate some stuff I shouldn’t have. Luckily I stopped at somewhere near a normal human level. My record from back in the day was a large pizza hut pizza, a medium one and a family order of cheese sticks. I’m not bragging, but I’m also not exaggerating. Luckily, it wasn’t nearly that bad.

So anyway. I ate too much and the scales say I gained like 5 pounds. I’m used to it by now. If I’m good, I can still salvage the week. I am just so unmotivated it isn’t funny.

I blame it on the short winter days and the long work days. The math is simple. 12 hours at work. 1 hour worth of driving total (there and back). Half hour to get ready in the morning. Half hour to get showered and cleaned up when I get home. That’s (drum roll please) 14 hours right there. Theoretically, I should be getting 8 hours of sleep. That’s (massive drum roll here) 22 hours. Even more theoretically, I should come home and get cleaned up and then be in bed 2 hours after that. I shouldn’t be eating anything by the time I get home.

Ordinarily, we have our busy season of 5-7 months. It starts at 10 hour days and peaks at the 12’s. and then goes away for a while. USUALLY, I mostly work 10 hour days. Not since the divorce, though. It’s like somebody hit a switch and the overtime just started to flow. It’s been a pretty solid 6 months of 12’s with only one week of 11 hour days to break the pattern. Now word has come down that our off season may only last a month. That could mean a month of 10’s or so in a year of 12’s. Ugh!

Ordinarily I just push my way through the busy months, but that ain’t gonna cut it for a full year to 18 months. I’ve simply got to come up with a new plan.

In good news, I moved furniture around and added to my inside “track”. Now it’s only 55 laps to the mile which is good. I’m just too tired to try to count to 90. =)

Non sum qualis eram

Kevin