Back to school

So, today was the first day of school for the students and I head back to the classroom tomorrow.

I'm a little nervous, because I've been doing so well on my own and am afraid that, once back at school, old habits will creep back in. It's one thing to go downstairs and make my lunch. It's another to plan and make my lunch the night before, pack it, remember to drop in the ice pack in the morning, and to take it with me when I head out the door. Then I have to avoid the vending machines. And my friends, the cafeteria ladies. And then I have to remember to carefully watch my water intake so that I'm not staring at 33 students all staring at me while I do the "gotta go" dance.

You can see how this little wrinkle of gainful employment complicates things.

Tomorrow's lunch is packed, and the timing of pills and breakfast is planned. I just hope it goes off without a hitch. The other thing is that my dad is in substitute-teaching tomorrow too, and he can be a bit ... unthinking. I can just see him looking at my lunch and blaring across the staffroom, "Oh, you're trying to LOSE WEIGHT! GOOD FOR YOU!" as if I've somehow just discovered the cure for cancer. (You may remember that I'm a tad touchy regarding my dad and weight issues.) I'd actually avoid him altogether if I thought I could get away with it without hurting his feelings.

Too much stress. I should go to bed before I find something I shouldn't eat.

'Night.