Ugh. I’m not in a great mood today.
First of all, I’m tired. I’m always tired. I went to bed at like 10:50 last night and woke up at 6:30 this morning. I slept pretty soundly; only woke up to go to the bathroom once, and fell right back asleep. That’s almost 8 hours of sleep – how is that not enough?
I can’t wait to see my PCP on the 21st. It will be my first visit, but I have a long ass list of shit that I need fixed: gallstones, kidney stones, anxiety, chronic headaches, chronic fatigue. 2020 is going to be a major self-care year.
I’m kinda salty because my weight loss has stalled. I was down a pound at the beginning of the week, but now I’m up like 1.5 – which I get is normal – but still. I just keep going back and forth. I really only need to lose another five pounds to be happy. It sucks that, as of the 24th, I won’t be able to exercise for at least 6 weeks, because I think that is the boost I need.
It’s so fucking dry! My skin is flaky. My eyes burn. I feel thirsty all the time. I’m chugging all the water. I apply lotion liberally and often. Nothing helps.
My gallbladder hates Diet Pepsi apparently, so I currently have a headache due to caffeine withdrawal. Sigh.
I am not in the mood to be an attorney today. I had to be in court at 8:30 am this morning, and they lost the fucking file, so it was a whole fucking ordeal. Then I had to haul ass an hour to the CC office, where I currently sit, dreading having to consult with clients all day.
I’m full of complaints today. You can’t say I didn’t warn you.