week from hell

So I know I am a complainer, but I have had one of the worst weeks of all time. Death, Cancer, Near death of a friend. And today Alex goes to the vet to make sure the large lump in his little tail is not a tumor. I am hanging from the edge!

With all of this - there is a silver lining. An egotistical, self-indulging silver lining...
I am wearing a shirt today that no longer turns my arms prurple from cutting off circulation! And I saw major definition when I worked out this morning. And I saw a picture of myself from last Saturday's karaoke/dancing night out and I don't look like a fat ass!!!!

How can I feel so bad, hate my job so much, argue with David all week and somehow come up for air in time to notice that my arms are pretty damn awesome these days. I mean people are dying and all that keeps me going is arm strength! how completely stupid! But damn they look good.

I've also switched to a 1500 calorie per day diet and haven't gnawed my own arm off yet.