Ugh!

It's just another Wednesday here... my least favorite day of the week.  I'm stuck here... in the command post... yet again, and it's after noon.  This is becoming the norm here... so I am just going to condition myself to accept it and press forward.  It's truly the only way to remain sane in this situation.  Low or no expectations equals low or no disappointment which in turn equals very little or no stress over the whole situation.  I will just allow myself whatever time I have to work out comfortably and eat lunch afterward without having to devour it like a dog who was just fed a juicy piece of steak.  I mean... even if I don't get relieved until 1230... which seems likely today... I do still have enough time to get in a pretty decent workout and still have a little extra time left over to grab a decent bite to eat.  I usually go to Subway afterward which isn't exactly all that time consuming.  So yet again... why does this stress me out so if it's the norm and can regularly be "expected"? 

My sister seems to think I have some kind of autistic type OCD going on here.  LOL  I could not disagree more, though.  I am one of the least organized and most "spur of the moment" people I know.  Granted, you do get into a regular routine over here, and when it gets messed up it's rather displeasing.  You're relying on people to relieve you at a certain time per whatever your schedule is for that day/time frame.  So when that doesn't happen as scheduled doesn't one have a right to be a little pissed off?  Let's face it here... we're all here (most days anyway) for 12 hours or more.  Isn't that enough of a time frame to ensure one would be on time for their portion of that day?  It's a valid question is it not?  I try not to be the "bad guy" or the "complainer".  It really gets you nowhwere and only makes you look bad... but there has to be a productive way to present the issue without it coming across as such.  I just haven't figured out how to go about it yet.  Even in my own mind it sounds like I'm being a whiny little bitch as I'm typing this!  Someone didn't even show up for work today... so the person that person is relieving went to hunt him down where we reside.  I should be thankful that I don't have to do that at least. :) 

Well... at least I got out at around 1230... but that's still late enough that I had to shave some workout time off and whoof down a footlong Subway sub in 6 minutes in order to make it back to work in time.  However, the important thing is that I found a way to make it work even though it was inconvenient!   I ran my ass off on the treadmill for 38 1/2 out of 40 minutes, and it felt great!  I even got a hot tea from the coffee shop to take back with me and enjoy at the beginning of my shift.  As usual... after a nice workout and lunch I felt much better!  That's usually how the Wednesday goes, though.  I definitely wasn't as stressed today as the previous few Wednesdays, which is a good thing for sure.

Anyway... I guess what they say about exercise is true... it definitely can boost your mood fairly easily!  I'm comfy in my bed now and about to head off to dreamland in a little bit.  Only 2 more days to work and then another day off and that will complete week 15.  :)

Peace, Love, and Poker