Just a minute while I go grab myself another handful of those ridged potato chips!
Ritalin be damned - focusing on a job search is going to be one tough program. From ms. popkins.com and angelika, sites for nannies in Russia, to ISS, international schools services, to Development Directors and fundraisers, to proofreaders, to truck drivers and the occasional marketing director and pharma company thrown in, I am going NOWHERE.
Damn, my hands are small - one more handful coming up...
The 2 lb bag of Kettle Sea Salt ridged potato chips from Costco was opened yesterday. Because it's one big bag, who the hell knows how many you are actually eating in one sitting. The bag says that 1 serving is 150 calories and there are 32 serving in a bag - that makes it 4800 calories a bag. If you want to consume 1500 calories a day, you could eat it and only it for 3 days. 1/3 a bag per day for 3 days and NOTHING else. No, that won't do.
The food for the retreat was exceptionally popular and we had leftovers. Hence, I did not go back to juicing immediately, or ever. I juiced part-time until our trip to Hilton Head, then all hell broke loose in my brain and I found myself drinking coffee with cream!! Eating bagels with cream cheese! munching potato chips and tortilla chips and finally, by the end of the week, I ate 1/3 a bag of OREOS! OMG! What sick seed was planted in my brain? The green juice I made on Monday sat in the fridge half drunk until I poured it down the drain on Friday before we packed to go. Okay, long walks and bike rides to potentially compensate for such transgressions, it was an awful long way from where I was a month ago.
Will I find my resolve again? As I write, I realize how much more "awake" I am typing away here at blogger than surfing the job search engines. How will I find a job. I suppose now that I'm not "juicing" I can let this little blog site morph into a daily "what to do with my life" rambling, or what am I doing with my life rambling, or what happens when you die, or is there a God?
Did you know that burnt umber or sinopia perhaps are colors that bring out the color in your face and the green in your eyes?
We played 7 or 8 games of scrabble in Hilton Head and I actually won two of them. Not without the use of a dictionary. Fortunate for me, my aunt and uncle were playing mercy scrabble with me.
Enough for now, must attempt to spend a little more time looking for a job. I should note that I have yet to complete my "character" analysis and navel gazing I began. I could just take my cup of tea and curl up on the sofa with one of those lovely little books. Pathfinder, What Color is Your Parachute, I could Do Anything if Only I Knew What it Was, Decision Making and Spiritual Discernment, Career aptitude and Selection Tests. Read the dozens of pages I printed out from Career Leader on Line, memorize my Myers Briggs Profile or DISC profile, or go eat another handful of sea salt ridged potato chips. I finished the brownies, guilt-free as they were.
As we are in the midst of 30 days of gratitude with WEllsprings, let me say what I am most grateful for today:
The sunshine
The colors of leaves still clinging to the trees and blanketing the lawns
My friend Helen for her compassion, softness and beauty
Gaby, when she gives me her loving look
Marmite on toast
Mark's help with the furniture
My cute little car that took me in and out of Philly unharmed
the hot shower I took this morning and all the fragrant gels I was able to lather all over my body
My electric tea kettle
My laptop that I am everyday so very grateful to my friend Danielle for gifting me
healthy parents who love me dearly and who I love dearly
sunglasses
This is good! This is very good! Sitting at my kitchen table and typing rather than writing in a journal are very conducive for provoking thoughts and writing. Most importantly, that is the longest list of things for which I am grateful that I have produced in AGES! See, how you can create the spirit of gratitude?
