Sleeved 9/12.

This had been the busiest first quarter of my career ever. Daily stress of spending every day trying to get work done and above all not dropping any balls is exhausting. Nice to be in demand, but all I want to do is tell every Senior Vice President within earshot to do whatever it is they need done by their own damn selves for once! Or promote me so I can pawn off my work on others, too.

All of which means that the candy dish on the file cabinet is way too tempting (taken from it recently, which I had successfully sworn off for over six months - thank you, OCD client who takes up 5x more resources than the account is worth!) and I want/miss junk food. I miss food as a coping mechanism. I've yet to eat my afternoon Protein bar and feel even a little less stressed because of it.

And I know emotional eating is bad, and I know it was only ever momentary relief, but dammit(!) if I can't eat and I can't drink then I'm going to have pick up a substance abuse problem of some kind because no one can work in this industry without some chemical stress release valve. Kidding, but come Friday I need more than a sugar-free popsicle to refresh me. I need some damn endorphins, stat.

And the next person to tell me what a great stress release exercise is can kiss the flattest part of my once-fat ass!

February, just be over! No one like you anyway. You're that kid at the sleepover who was only invited because the host's mom made him! And then to come to the party with nothing to offer but carrots sticks? You're an asshole, February, and I hope you dry up and shrivel!

March is only bringing celery, but at least he isn't a demanding sucubus!

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Great post! I, too, work in corporate America, and understand the whole top-down SVP thing. I'm a Director, but mine drives me crazy often (even though I love her).

Hang in there. This, too shall pass!

Bravo!!!! Any rant that ends with the word succubus is down right awesome. We middle managers go through this often. Hang in there.

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Rant away! Great, funny read.

It's so true -- sometimes you just need a coping mechanism, and vegetables and fruit aren't going to cut it. Although, I will say, I had a couple bad times where I grabbed old junk food -- and it didn't taste so great anymore. In a way, it's a good thing that I caved, because now I know it's just "meh" and not worth the splurge. Now I'm getting snooty with my food and only want the best quality bang for my buck.

Exercise doesn't have to be the gym. Can you knock boots and shake it out that way? Always calms me down;-)

Studies say men burn an average of 100 calories and women 70 carlories in a 25min love session. I need to find out how much you can burn from begging )

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