Exercise and Therapy

This topic is not what you think it's going to be about! I want to tell you about all the exercise I did today and the fact that I'm writing about it is my mental therapy. I just want to laugh instead of feeling so frustrated.

One of the physicians that I work for ordered 21 posters of sports related themes and had them shipped to me at the office. Unfortunately, none of them were standard size. I measured each poster and found a comparable frame for each online knowing that I would have to cut and matt each one. When I went to check out and saw the cost for freight (not shipping because at this heavy weight, it's called freight!) was more than the cost of the frames, I had to cancel the order. What to do, what to do? I went to Michael's yesterday and bought 12 frames in all different sizes. I could only handle 12 at a time. Luckily they were on sale 40% off. The sizes ranged from 24 x 36 to 18 x 24. 12 frames are heavy! I put each one in the cart, then had to take each one out to be scanned and put each one back in the cart to take to my trunk in the parking lot. I had to take each one out of the cart and put them in my trunk. I got back to the office, went upstairs and got a medical records cart, came downstairs and loaded each one from the trunk to the cart and went back upstairs. I took each one off the cart, unwrapped them all and found that 4 were damaged and 2 were completely the wrong size. Today I framed 6 posters and put all of them in my trunk again. The good 6 went to the clinic across the street. So, you get the idea, I put each one in the cart to bring downstairs to put in my trunk to drive to the clinic to take them out and bring them in the clinic...then I drove back to Michael's, went inside to get a cart, brought the cart out and put the bad 6 in the cart to get a refund. I had to take each one out to get scanned for the refund. Then I had to replace the 6 and I bought 7 more in addition. Ok, I won't go through the cart to scan to cart to trunk to office to cart to upstairs routine this time. However, it took me until 2:30pm to frame all of the posters (cutting and matting, etc) and then to find out that I needed 2 more. So I had to go back to Michael's for the last 2, come back and frame the last 2. At this point, one of my co-workers felt sorry for me and offered to take the rest of them over to the clinic across the street after I framed them all. I told him about the cart to trunk to office routine so he would know how to do it....

Whew! Ok, I'm exhausted physically and now I'm laughing so I guess that gives me another "belly" workout. So all in all it was a good day of exercise for me. The point is that sometimes despite your best intentions, things just don't go as planned. It's important to keep a sense of humor and to be flexible.

Food For Thought:

The bad news is that because I had such a frustrating day I think I ate a little too much for dinner, which was 10 small potstickers and 2 small breaded fish squares. It doesn't sound like much but my belly is full! In examining my relationship with food, I have to get rid of this sense of entitlement. I'm entitled to eat/drink whatever I want because I had a frustrating day or situation or I deserve it, or whatever the excuse. What I deserve is to be healthy. That's what we all deserve. I'll be examining why I think of food as an award. It's an award while I'm eating it and then afterwards I feel guilty. An all too familiar routine that I have to break. I must pray about this and ask for help.

(8:48pm)