PTA, First Day of School, and a hectic but frivolous lunch

162.2 -- nearly 10 pounds off!

Today was the first day of school, so I barely slept last night because my brain just would NOT shut UP about what I was forgetting (I don't know how I could though.... with it nagging me all night long) or what I needed to do and how I should explain my rules and what I did last year... ugh. Sleepless nights suck.

Anyway, so I get to school (at 7:30 mind you... Yours Truly has morning duty every single day, all year. Every morning will be an Amazing Race to get to work on time!) and once our assembly is over, I go to the lounge to get some water for my day. I walk in and see mass quantities of muffins, coffee, pastries, donuts, candy, and all sorts of other goodies I forced myself to believe were not real. I got my water and left the lounge without even pausing to examine the generous gift from the PTA. I kinda felt bad, cuz they spent all that money on things I could not in any way help them make disappear, but by lunch there wasn't much left, so I didn't feel SO bad.

Speaking of lunch, with all that stuff in the lounge you'd think a spare bowl would be somewhere. No. I had planned on having soup for lunch, and the cups were too small to make it work. I had to make a quick run to walmart. So I spent my actual lunch break racing through the aisles looking for a quick fix for the year, since I obviously couldn't rely on the teacher's lounge to support my new lifestyle, and found exactly what I was looking for in Correll. Yet again, basic is best. So I get my bowl, get back to school, drop off my purse, lock my room and head to the lounge. Once I get there, I realize "Where's my soup? ACK! I left it in the room." [long story short: katie runs back to classroom...realizes she left her keys in the lounge to save her place......yup, locked the door.... goes back to lounge, gets keys, goes back to room, unlocks door, grabs soup, relocks door and heads back (finally) for lunch. Yes, I washed the bowl before I used it.]

While sitting student-less in the lounge for a few minutes, another teacher walked in while I was eating my stupid diet-brand chicken noodle soup and opened up the donut box that was sitting RIGHT next to me.... I was ok seeing those delicious little bits of kryptonite but when she closed the box, that smell...... mmmh.

I didn't eat one though. And when another teacher came in and grabbed one (for both of us, hah. Dieting sucks, by the way.) I just smiled and took my bowl of murky not-really-chicken-broth and cleaned out the remainder of my lunch in the sink.

About an hour later, we passed in the hall again and she informed me that I should be proud of myself for not eating the donuts... "They weren't very good anyway." I told her she was just saying that to make me feel better, but she was pretty sincere when she said, "No. Really."

In about 5 seconds I went from being slightly bitter and envious to sympathetic and disappointed.


"Aw, she ate all those calories and they didn't even taste good. How sad."


Yesterday I was a rabbit, today I'm a diet snob. Tomorrow... well, at least I know I have a bowl to make my soup in.