Working with you is killing me

I came home from work sobbing this afternoon. I seriously can not give notice soon enough. I so badly want the BF to get a job offer he loves, accept it and say, "honey we're moving to X" so I can start actively looking for something somewhere else.

I had a short window of feeling good during my morning workout. I didn't want to get out of bed, but I did, and I finally got my HRM back in working order. I love Ripped in 30 - it burns 50 to 100 calories more than 30 Day Shred does. There was a point at which, during my work out, I felt so good. Just like "fuck yeah, I'm powerful" and the feeling stayed with me until a little after my shower when I realized I had to get ready for work.  I just reminded myself that I only had two more days and then I get a three day weekend.

I was late getting out of the house and then I was just pissed off at every driver on the road, they all seemed utterly determined to annoy me - cut me off, tailgate, drive slow, and generally driving stupid. Then I get to work and I am bombarded as soon as I walk in the door - I didn't even get to put my things down.

My boss is completely useless. And we were totally slammed. Yesterday she said she'd have my coworker split with me, but she forgot that he comes in late all this week. So I got stuck doing everything because she was scheduled in meetings all day. She came back at one point and was all "I'm so sorry that took so long, I thought it would only be an hour, but the agenda said an hour and a half." And just responded, "Oh, I didn't know you were trying to come back early, I just assumed I'd be doing X." Because that's how it is when she's around. She doesn't DO anything. Then, she comes to me later and asks if I can work on Friday because she doesn't want to come in.  She makes the schedule! She can give herself every friday off months in advanced if she wants too, why wait until the last minute? Then I checked our schedule. There's a presentation to be given, that she moved from LAST friday because she didn't want to do it then (I was out, because I worked saturday). And now she's trying to pass the buck again.

Then, I was supposed to be working on a project later in the afternoon and not out at the front desk when my coworker says he's stepping out for a minute. And with in 2 minutes of him being gone, I get slammed again with people coming in. Of course, where is my boss? AWOL. My coworker? MIA. So here I am at 2pm trying to get something done for 3pm, and nobody is around. It was basically that way until I had to leave.  Then when I try to call somebody to explain why I didn't get to my project before 3, I get yelled at because the person was in a conference call with my boss.  How the hell was I supposed to know? She hides in her office so she doesn't have to interact with anyone or do her job.

Then on the way home I call the BF to vent and he starts telling me that I need to have a meeting with her and tell her this is not acceptable or at least talk to my HR department. What? He doesn't work he doesn't know the politics and the fact that my boss can sit on her ass because she's best friends with the VP, that I write the truth on her evaluation every year. And she has never once been called to task, because, guess who does her evaluation... the VP.  It was just ridiculously annoying to not be able to get something off my chest, he even said, "I know you called to vent, and I'm offering you a solution, but you really need to ...." I actually cut him off. I just barreled right over what he was saying. Because he doesn't get it.  I eventually just said I 'd talk to him later, and screamed bloody murder in my car, and that's when I started bawling my eyes out.

I came home napped, had a snack and now I am blogging. In about half an hour I'll get some cardio in, though I can't run as its dark and rainy here now. But I weighed myself when I was changing and I am less than I was this morning. I also had this fleeting sense in the car like I could totally binge because I was so angry. And I just brushed it away. Since making the decision to never binge eat again, it's been getting easier and easier to say no to the urges. I've still had some candy here and there (and fries and cake) but never more than a normal serving and never with an out of control feeling.  Then I tried on a pair of Banana Republic size 4 pants and they fit! Not perfectly, but not badly either, and if I give it a couple of pounds they will be perfect. So, my evening is looking up.

I know I will feel better soon, and I am totally going to F off my boss. I am just not giving up my three day weekend when it's the only thing that got me through this week. Sure my plans might involve sleeping in, giving myself a manicure while I watch Vampire Diaries, and having a late lunch with the BF after his interview, but those are still plans. And damn it that's how I want to spend my friday.

@ Kitty (and others) - I also changed my myfitnesspal profile. I am dance_fit. You can friend me, but send a message with it saying that you follow my blog and give your blog title or blogging name so I know it is you. I have my profile and food/exercise logs set to friends only.