The Nights Are Long and the Days are Many...

When you're on a diet and trying to deal with your ever changing life that is. I have been unable to post the last few days because the past two weeks have been a completely unreal constant barrage of life changing and emotionally difficult events. In the space of the last two weeks we've found out that I'm losing my health benefits and half of my salary by being reduced to part time. I've been applying to everything in my field (and many outside) and haven't received even ONE call back. Joshua rear ended someone (only going about 5 mph but it still counts) and she was complaining of neck soreness...great...just waiting to hear from the lawyers on that one. My daughter had a friend who tried to commit suicide and the ramifications of that fell like a wrecking ball on our household for the next week complete with tears, rage and every other emotional drama imaginable. Finally, Samantha was involved in a hit and run accident this morning. A man in a white Toyota Tacoma side swiped her scraping the entire passenger side of the Honda then took off like a bat out of hell. Thankfully a woman stopped to help and offer her name as a witness to the cops so we know Sammie isn't at fault. It's a deductible to pay none-the-less and I'm pretty darn sure Samantha doesn't have that kind of change to plunk down for the repairs. That is if they don't total the car which would suck because its been in my family since 1996 and we know its a well taken care of and reliable vehicle. They don't pay insurance $ for that.

So needless to say I am more than a little stressed and pretty much getting a little tired of dealing with life right now but we will get through it like everything else. It's more than just a bit easy to want to dive into a bag of Doritos right now...God knows I need some comfort food. But I roasted a turkey Sunday and have lots of fresh, low fat breast meat waiting for me on my wheat sandwich. Very tasty I'm sure but right now I'd really love a hot bowl of chili with cheese and onions instead of a cold sandwich. I think I'll pop out to the store for a Progresso low fat soup to eat with my sammich. Should help a little. Now if only I could get a thirsty-two-ouncer Jack and Coke to go with it. No? Well...I tried.