This will probably be more of a rant than a journal entry

I’m typing it first in Microsoft Word and then cutting and pasting it so that I won’t lose this, like I have lost many other things I have written.
So I hate this time of year. I really hate it. Sorry to be so bah humbug, but it stresses me out and that never helps me, because at some point in time I have become a stress eater. My fiancé is on a different freaking continent and I have no idea when things will change because he has some different business things which must be settled first and that is taking forever. It is no fun being in this limbo. There is not much that he can do, it is all up to the government to make things happen.
I have noticed several people here are also stress eaters and it is so frustrating to do something…know you are doing it and that you will feel so much worse, yet you keep doing it. I’m sure all of us stress eaters feel like this.
I am also an introverted person, lots of people interaction drains me. And my work has become much more interactive because my boss is a huge extrovert. She is also extremely disorganized and wastes lots of time. Today I was in meetings for 4 hours. Just about all of the time was a complete waste of time. And I am not exaggerating. Even she will eventually become overwhelmed with all the work that she is not doing, promise to stop doing this waste of time things and then we continue on.
One of the meetings had cookies…we were supposed to bake them. I do not like spending my personal time preparing for a meeting where I will also be wasting my time. And then of course many other people didn’t bring any cookies. So then I’m resentful because I don’t think any of us should have been bringing cookies unless for whatever reason someone wanted to and then just brought them, not like we were asked to bring them and then some did and some did not.
My exercise has been great. Then again I have always exercised way more than most people, so that is a habit. I run 5 miles a day at least 5 days a week and then the other 2 days I do something else. I also try to do abs every day, even if it is just for 5 minutes. Thank God I do this or I would be 20 pounds heavier than I am.
At one point I did not eat when I was stressed and I weighed 115 pounds. I am 5’7”. Why did this new horrible habit begin? (rhetorical, I know no one knows)
I am seriously considering not going to the Christmas Party. I don’t want to go and we even have to pay money to attend.
I also have new office ‘neighbors’ who are loud. I have always been around quiet people so that is also stressing me out.
Grrrrrr…sorry just had to get all of this out of my system. If anyone bothered to read this long and pitiful post thank you!