I probably should update more
So, I can't drink beer. I can knock back vodka and long islands but I have 6 beers and I throw up and feel like shit the entire day. I don't even know if I had 6 beers...it may have been only 5. How lame is that?
Work is going well. I'm getting worried about being rehired because I do not know if I will have a class next year. If I'm not rehired I decided I'm going to go into a completely different field. I do not want to refill out all those applications. I do not want to learn all the new routines and rules at a new school district. I do not want to have a whole new group of students that I know nothing about.
I absolutely love my condo. It's nice to have my own place and be on my own schedule and eat when I want and sleep when I want and do everything I want when I want to. It's also nice to be able to spend so much time with Steve. We've been dating 25 months. This is my longest relationship yet. I sorta think that this is "the one."
I've also started eating rather healthy and working out. I have those swingy fatty arms and a little bit of a tummy. My legs are ok. The arms...I hate them so. It's a genetic thing so I don't think I'll have too much success. I don't really care if I have a nice tummy because I don't plan on showing it off. I have scars from the surgery and I think I'll be too self conscious to show them off.