Diet Takes A Spring Break
If being a yearbook adviser were a diet or an exercise program, I would be one Skinny Minnie. Unfortunately, it is not. While spring break is going full throttle even at destinations in Mexico deemed unsafe by the Texas Department of Public Safety, I find myself drowning in all things yearbook 24/7 because we must turn in all 272 pages now in order to have the yearbook back before the kiddos break for the summer. Am I having fun over my spring break? No siree, Missy. Unfortunately, my diet did.
So while spring breakers actually find themselves aligned with dead poets shouting,"Carpe Diem!" I find myself hunched over a computer and muttering phrases not fit for print. When I should be beefing up my exercise programs because I am "off work," I am online submitting pages.
I've been so stressed with this yearbook thing that I ate my entire box of emergency chocolates that one of my BFFs gave me two weeks ago. ("I think you're going to need them," she foreshadowed.) And that little box wasn't the cheap stuff either, but my most favorite chocolate–Hotel Chocolate. An entire little box of Caramel Chocolate Batons disappeared faster than you can shout, "I hate yearbook!"
Somehow I don't think that's what the helpful guy meant when he posted a comment a few weeks ago suggesting that I eat smaller and more frequent meals. Somehow I don't think eating a box of caramel chocolate batons fit into that little suggestion.
And yes, I know, I am pathetic. Still, I did manage to lose a half a pound, but I don't think those caramel chocolate batons had a chance yet to settle on my hips. I guess we'll find out next week.