Something about Thursdays..

There is something about Thursdays.
In my world, while working at the job I have held in the past 6 years, very little good comes out of Thursdays.
Without a doubt there are tons of problems, I have to write the schedule, we are short-staffed, and most of us are getting stressed about the weekend ahead (especially when it is our weekend to work). Today was no different, and I am definitely feeling the need to have a flask in my car throughout the weekend so that I can add some Bailey's to my coffee in the morning. My boss has been gone all week on vacation, and on vacation she will remain for the next two weeks. Good for her, because God knows she deserves it, but it sucks for me. You see, I am the go-to person when my boss isn't around, and because of that I am forced to "lay down the law" in the department. Some coworkers have said that I have yelled at them, but really it is me just looking at them. I have the ultimate "bitch, I'll kill you. and think smarter and with common sense while you're at it." Obviously I work in retail, hooray for a useless college degree, so most of the jobs in the store could be done by monkeys. Seriously. Of course it is the peak birthday and graduation season, so EVERYONE wants a cake. Bah. Killmenow. Cross your fingers that I make it through the weekend without making a coworker cry or quit.

The only semi-positive news that I found out today, is that my dad is finally looking into retiring. He just turned sixty, and has been working non-stop since he was 7 or 8 years old. My grandpa drove truck over the road when my dad was young, so him and his brother had to take care of the farm when their dad was at work, so as a result he has never known anything different. Nearly 11 years ago my dad had a stroke, caused by the artery in neck/base of the brain tearing. Because of the location they have never been able to do surgery to get rid of the blockage, and as a result he has been on blood thinner this whole time. Back in February/March he had another small stroke, and didn't tell anyone for nearly a week. After doctor visits, he was told that the next stroke he has will be a big one and more than likely he will die right away from it. They stressed not doing heavy lifting, or being in excessive heat, or working long hours. Of course he doesn't take any consideration into what the doctors say, and he tries to go back to work. He lasted for nearly a month, but this high humidity and high temps have been enough, and he is talking to the union about trying to get early retirement. He runs heavy equipment for a paving company, so all he does is work outside. There is no other option for him, so I'm glad he is choosing to do this and to not die while working on the job. This whole time that he has been back at work I have been worried sick to my stomach everyday, wondering whether or not my dad will make it home alive from work. I hope that this is the beginning of the end of his working chapter, so he can focus on his health. I would love to have him around as much as possible, and I know the rest of my family does too.

Paleo day 3 was... tough.
Sorry for the jumping around of subjects. This is my life- I am constantly moving, going somewhere, and thinking something in my head. Very quickly I can change subjects, or be thing about 20 different things in my head at once. I'm not so sure about myself anymore, but it is what it is! Embrace it.
Being Paleo at work is fine because I bring my own lunch so I know what I am eating is OK. I haven't quite figured out how to eat when eating with friends, whether it is at their house or at a restaurant. My friend invited me over for dinner tonight, so the early evening was spent rushing home from work to change out of my frosting covered clothing, and then rushing back to town (with a quick stop at the liquor store, no doubt). I wasn't able to prepare anything before, and I tried to explain the Paleo ways to her, but I don't think she got it on our quick phone call. She understood I don't do Pasta, but didn't catch onto the 'no dairy and no grains of any sort.' It was fine and I ate it anyway- it's not as if I have any sort of intolerance to it, so I didn't have to worry about getting sick or anything. My body was already confused by the food even after a few days. It's amazing the quick difference that your body feels after making a change such as going to protein, fruits, and vegetables.
Anyway, since I ran out of prepared meals I had to do some cooking when I got home around 10pm. As much as I would like to be in bed already, I would rather have food for tomorrow so I have one less thing to stress about. Work and other obligations will consume my day, so I made enough food to last me into Saturday at work. Thank for for planning and cooking ahead of time. I definitely need to broaden my horizons with the food, but until I make my way to Whole Foods or Trader Joes, it will have to wait. None of the local grocery stores care almond flour, coconut butter, or anything else like that. I find some stuff, but for now I need to roll with what I got.

I don't mind having roasted veggies and chicken everyday- I add new veggies every time and then try to add new spices. This weekend I am going to attempt to make some salmon for next week, along with other fish.

I better go and set my coffee maker for tomorrow morning, and then crawl into bed. Thursdays are exhausting and I have to work at 7am. yucky.

Peace and Paleo,
Megan