Today we had a special professional development day, so we had to go somewhere else. I looked it up and I found that I could take the train there too! It was even a shorter trip, so I could leave late! I discovered that almost all of the parking spots were gone by the time I arrived at the train station, but it wasn’t like I was going to be there that late often. I walked to the conference center. I alternated a lot from bitchy to happy. It was weird. I annoyed a table full of devout Christians when I complained about the presenters use of a bible quote and using Jesus as an example of an excellent teacher. But still had fun conversations with them throughout the day. Then when lunch was served, I got bitchy again. When registering for this conference, there was a place to put dietary restrictions, so I assumed that they were going to accommodate them, so I didn’t make a lunch to bring. They didn’t accommodate, so I went and found the catering service. I asked one of them about it and she asked if I could eat the salad. That’s where I got bitchy. I complained that I couldn’t just eat lettuce and some dressing for lunch. She asked what I couldn’t eat. I told her and she came back with a salad with some scoops of tuna on top of it. The rest of my table was apparently jealous. I realized that my issue was expectations yet again. It wasn’t expecting anything from a guy, but it was expecting that because they asked about dietary accommodations, that they would actually accommodate the restrictions I stated. I learned and resolved to just always bring my own food. Problem solved. Surprisingly, the breakfast that they served fit my dietary needs perfectly. Go figure!
The conference ended early, so I decided to go back to the school and get some work done that I could only do there. We have a new custodian. He’s significantly younger than the others who were all in their 50s at least, but his age was difficult to determine. The rest of the custodians are generally known by their first names, but this one told me to call him Mr. Stewart. He seemed nice, but different. With the walk plus the train, I didn’t get home until 6:30 and I told some friends I’d meet them at 7:30 at a park about a half hour away. I mostly made it on time. I found that Thad was without his girlfriend for once and actually spoke to me. I understand why he doesn’t talk to me when she’s around. She’s so jealous of me it’s palpable. It’s not that she’s afraid of how I feel. I could have had him if I had tried, but I think she’s concerned about how he feels for me. I don’t know what she’s worried about. I mean she just moved in with him, they share the same car, I don’t get it. But it felt good to know he was still my friend, even if he couldn’t actually be my friend most of the time. I was extremely tired, but I managed to get home okay.
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Nature: I spent about 15 minutes in nature today.
Finances: I spent $176 on a monthly train ticket and $5.45 for parking today.
Relationships: I hung out with co-workers and my friends.
Meditation: I did not meditate today.
Sleep: I slept for 6 hours last night.
Exercise: I exercised for about 15 minutes today.
Diet: I did not follow my diet today.
De-cluttering and cleaning: I did neither today.
Hygiene: I did not shower or brush my teeth today.
Mood and temperament: I was in a good mood, but got too tired by the end of the day. My temperament was not good, considering how I freaked out about lunch.
Depressimatic Me 