Friday, September 19, 2008

Medicates Herself With Food

I'm a "High Anxiety Eater". If I'm depressed I can go days without food or water. If you ever see me stuffing my face every 6 minutes, you know I'm working on some issues.

I'll tell you what I have eaten in the last 24 hours and see if you can guess how I'm feeling.

  1. 2 Eggo waffles with butter
  2. 4 cups of coffee
  3. A PBJ sandwich
  4. A handful of Cheetos (sorry Tom, they were calling my name and whispering that you would approve)
  5. 2 Diet Pepsi
  6. A couple of hunks of ColbyJack cheese and a handful of pretzels
  7. A bowl of Chicken Pot Pie
  8. 3 brownies (the kind where you toss spoonfuls of chocolate chip cookie dough on top of the brownie batter before you bake it)
  9. A bowl of Cheerios and milk
I had fun at my first night at the second job. We played with product. We sugar scrubbed our dry hands, gave each other hand massages, watched training videos with annoying actresses and came home with a purse full of free samples.

I was offered a promotion that consists of more responsibility without benefits, except insuring that I'd still be there after the holidays.
I'm all out of Lyrica . It has become my Fibro Miracle Drug. But damn, it's expensive and not in the budget this week.
I'm in week 5 of broken toe. It's getting better, but my patience is wearing thin. I can put on shoes, but I can only wear them for 10 minutes.
I need to have my Thyroid blood work done. Did you know that 3 thyroid tests costs $178?

Medicating myself with food. And listening to this little song

6 comments:

jenontheedge said...

Yep,you and I eat for the same reasons. Not healthy, but I'm working on it. One anxiety attack at a time.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Ah, yes, perhaps a little strung out. Good luck getting things sorted out. I hope your new people at work are nice.

BOSSY said...

Bossy is happy you like the new job. Now: Must have hunks of Colby Jack cheese. You *would* have to stick Bossy with a craving that requires her to put on shoes and go to the food store.

Amy A. said...

I want to work at the bath place. I actually applied there but missed the boat. The manager had just hired 10 people. Boo. I need me some sugar scrub and a purse full of freebies.

I can relate to the stress eating. I'm sorry. Hope it's better soon, before you outgrow your clothes, anyway. :P

Minivan Bohemian said...

My drug of choice is raisinettes, prefereably with a side of cornbread. Mmmm...muffin tops.

Minivan Bohemian said...

MY muffin tops are DE-licious Especially when they are cut into by now jeans that my metabolism and Raisinettes shrunk. Well, Raisinettes and Cornbread. And Truitt Cathy with his irresistable chicken sandwiches. And feakin' Arby's with their dang old Jamoca shakes.