MY OLD ROUTINE

I'm starting my day, by missing breakfast. Never felt like eating first thing in the am. I get dressed for work, what a problem, nothing fits right. My stomach is too big and my blouses will never cover that eye sore. Maybe it's best to wear a dress, I look pretty good in a dress or skirt with jacket.

Going down the stairs, must be careful. My hip always hurts and feel it might not hold me up, so hold on to the banister for support. OK made it down. Getting into the car is painful too, have to bend to get in, everything feel tight and sore. My arthritis doesn't give me a break. If only I could loose some of this weight? I can't think about this right now, got to get to work. Put on the radio, that makes me feel good and happy and puts me in a good mood for work.

I really have a great job with NYPD, my bosses really appreciate my ability to get the job done with little to no supervision. Working with the higher ups, Chiefs, Inspectors and Deputy Inspectors is very cushy indeed. I'm very organized, somewhat of a perfectionist, great quality in my position professionally, but has its drawbacks in personal life. I expect to much of others and unrealistic with expectations of self. A perfectionist is not allowed to make a mistake and is quick to self discipline and judge rather harshly.

By 10:00 am, been working since 7:00 am, I'm ready to eat something. I'm right in the middle of this report can't stop now. Reach in the desk, Ohhhhh! microwave popcorn that will work. That works quick, fast, and back to my work.

It is 1:00 pm, I'm starving now, will take lunch. My office is private and so I'll just sit here and eat.

Popcorn is good, but I think I need to order some Chinese food, yeah that will hit the spot. Lomein and veggies sounds good, don't forget the egg roll. I'll eat here at my desk so I can continue to work. Yes I can kill two birds with one stone, work and eat, great idea right??????

I believe it is my right to always have desert. What will it be? My boss brought me a wonderful box of chocolates, I'll just eat three pieces, well who's counting after all it is mine.

Lunch is over and I have done another great days work. Time to clock out, 3:00pm. On the way home have to figure out whats for dinner. I feel tired today, maybe we'll eat out tonight. That's it we'll eat at my favorite Italian restaurant My hubby will have pork chop pizziola with linguine. I'll have shrimp scampi over linguine, garlic bread and for desert, my favorite chocolate mousse.

What can follow such a great meal? Home and TV and bed, after all I have to get to work tomorrow at 7:00 am.

This is a typical day in my life, Mon-Fri. The weekend holds much more.