Still 89 lbs. I think I've lost all the easy lbs; it's going to be a tough slog to the end, although I am getting smaller. I'm in size 20 jeans now--which is pretty good considering I was in 28s or 30s at the start. Even a couple pair of the 20s are too big, too. Woo Hoo!! One of my friends is back in the States right now and she's picking me up 2 pair of 20s and 2 pair of 18s since she shops at Avenue anyway; she's tall.
The Rye Guy Fawkes Bonfire and Parade was this past Saturday. It was good! I used to think it was a long walk from the Mermaid to the far end of the High Street but I walked it several times on Saturday. I was impressed!
I'm much less impressed with work. I hate the schedule and I'm starting to hate the job. I am learning things though... I've learned that there is no one in the building--and maybe on the base--whose comfort level is less important than mine. I've learned that embarassment and public humiliation and ridicule are viable training techniques. I've learned that I'm generally wrong. But I don't seem to be able to learn to keep my mouth shut--so the embarassment and ridicule will continue. I'm also starting to wonder if I really want to be a member of this good ole boy club?
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