And the hunt continues….

                I have decided to pull out all the stops, so to speak. I am actually going to apply where I used to work, in hopes that they’d like me to come back. I mean, its minimum wage, but I NEED A JOB! I am so tired of sitting around doing nothing. Burger King…here I come! LOL. Maybe the Applebee’s is hiring…or Chipotle…Despite my health issues, I can’t keep hoping a desk job will come along. It isn’t happening.

                 I miss being a cook at Perkin’s. I loved being a cook, and I was a damned good one, too. I hardly ever got food sent back and the servers would come to me for their difficult customers. (I was even good with steaks!)Maybe Bob Evans is hiring… I liked the busy days, but not the crazy busy days…like Mother’s Day or most Sunday mornings. ACK! Those were awful, but I always managed to do well-despite a certain young manager who decided a woman didn’t belong as a head line cook and would try to sabotage me. Luckily, the GM knew better and that manager got transferred. They loved me there. I wish it wasn’t so far away…I could probably get in there if I wanted to. I miss the accomplished feeling at the end of a busy shift. Things would die down, I would clean up, and walk away knowing I had done a good job. Maybe I am meant to be in foodservice. I am not a chef or anything like that, but I think my home is in a kitchen. Too bad the Art Institute I go to doesn’t have an online culinary course….LOL.

                I am beginning to wonder if I am being discriminated against because of my weight. I mean, I am not afraid to work, but they look at me like I would rather be on my butt than working. My weight is the result of several years of depression, uncontrolled eating habits, severe fatigue, stress, and thyroid problems. I know it took me several years to pack on this weight, but I need someone to give me a chance to prove I’m not lazy.  When I came home from the housekeeping interview, Jack asked me if I thought they had made up their mind because of my weight. I am beginning to wonder. Last year, for one of my classes, I researched and wrote a paper about weight discrimination. Did you know that your DOCTOR is usually the guiltiest of this? They have been known to have less sympathy and listen less to their patients that are fat. People assume that you are fat because you are lazy, and don’t realize that there might be other contributing factors. Employers look at a fat person and see this: Lazy, sick, and a financial risk. That usually leaves fast food for us fatties to work, and that can be the kiss of death for us and our health goals. Some work places even have incentives, waist and weight requirements for health insurance. It’s crazy, and I am tired of being fat. I am working on it, though. I have actually lost some weight and am feeling a little better already. My back and knee have been giving me trouble, but that is becoming so usual that I ignore the pain and just go ahead and do whatever is asked of me. I am hoping to be under 300 within the next month or so…then I can really move ahead with the losing of the weight goals. After getting under the 300 mark, I can work on putting activity into the mix. I started off at 351 and I want to lose approximately 150 lbs. That would bring me to about 200 lbs and to a place where I am comfortable. I REALLY would like to get down to the weight that the docs say I should be at, which is between 125 and 145. I think 150 would be a perfect weight for me. That means I really would like to lose a total of 200 lbs, but I am working on small goals. First, get under 300. Then, get under 250, and then under 200. Finally, it will be the 150 mark. I figure it will take about 2 years. I guess that is why I want to live on my own. Then the only food in the house will be the food I can eat. I can do this….