I’m not feeling well today. Part of it is allergies. My head feels clogged – especially my ears. Sudafed is hardly helping.
A storm is on its way, and I can literally feel it in my body, which is unpleasant, but I’m still looking forward to the storm. I hope it’s a big one.
One good thing about working from home is that during my “lunch” break, I can go back to bed for a while. Sometimes it helps. I don’t really eat lunch anymore. I have breakfast and dinner instead.
My birthday is a week from today. Weird. I don’t really care at all.
I’m about to start an afternoon of appointments – five consultations. All of which are actually confirmed, not that this really means anything. The 10 am was confirmed and still didn’t answer his phone.
I am at a loss for words about what is happening in this country. I do not understand how anyone still supports Trump. The same people who call me a sheep for wearing a mask are completely brainwashed into believing and defending every vile thing that comes out of his mouth. I hate him, and I hate them, too. There is really no going back for me now with these people. If you are pro-Trump, then we are enemies. That’s how I feel about it. Fight me.
I woke up this morning with a big loss on the scale, like 2 1/2 pounds, after several days of increases and stalls. I was surprised.
But I do sometimes wonder if this diet is right for me. This is the third day in a row where I’ve woken up shaky and irritable. I had some Ultima and that helped a bit. Maybe it’s detox? Time will tell. I’m going to keep on keeping on, as I am too close to the 140s to give up now. Plus, it really helps that D is doing it with me.
This has been a heavy Xanax week. It is what it is at this point.
Okay – I guess I must lawyer now.