Feeling almost NORMAL today...almost.

Friday, March 28, 2014

I woke this morning about quarter til nine.  I read a little bit, then let myself doze back off.  I know, not really normal for me, but I sure didn't feel like getting up, so I let myself.  When I woke back up, it was 11:30, which is more like what I am used to, and when I expected to wake up today.  Sometime around 11, anyway, was what I was thinking - I did go to bed 'early' last night, ya know.

I got up and played Happy Homemaker for a bit.  I did all the dishes that had chocolate cake and icing all over them, then a second round of dishes that was the regular dishes.  I was going to do all the dishes together, but when I did the chocolate ones, I realized that I didn't want to get the chocolate-ness all over everything else, thus two different loads of dishes.  Whee!  I also swept the kitchen floor, which is always an adventure.  I also remembered to water all my plants!  I try to remember that on Fridays, but don't always.

I finally made my lunch - an egg sandwich, which I made today with 2 whole eggs, and only the whites of the third - and got on the pute.  I still had to bake a small chocolate cake for Warren's first birthday party tomorrow, and get together all the paper products so I won't have to scramble at the last minute, which is what usually happens.  I did get all of this done, as well as ready myself to leave at quarter after four to be up at church at four thirty to sell raffle tickets tonight at the fish fry.  I was busy, busy, busy!

Ron called me just after six to tell me they were home, and we decided that I would go to Arby's and get fish sandwiches before coming home.  I would text him, and he would make him some cabbage steaks, and Corgan would make himself something else, to take care of their supper.  OK, sounds like a plan!
I did my part of that plan, but as I was going up to Arby's, I was getting strong messages - "get 4 sandwiches, not 2" over and over, so I did.  I wasn't happy about it, because that's 10 bucks, not just 5 and that's just not very cool right now.  I got home, and - guess what? - there is NO food at all whatsoever cooking.  None.  What the hell?
Ron was asleep in his recliner, and he woke up as I came in.  I asked him about the no-food thing, and he said he 'just didn't feel like making it now.'  Jiminy freakin' Christmas!  I told him I guess it's a good damn thing that I listened to the voices in my head that told me to buy 4 sandwiches instead of 2, then, wasn't it? and he just muttered around, but he ate his share.  Men!

Those sandwiches sure were good, but they weren't very good for my diet.  Many, many carbs...but today is only one day out of many, and I can deal with this one day.

Putting my food into MFP, I am only 160 calories short for the day.  Those sandwiches again!  I was kinda looking forward to a snack before bed tonight, but I guess that won't be happening.  Phooey.

Tomorrow is gonna be busy, with my final weigh-in for this go-round of the Biggest Loser, and then Warren's first birthday party.  (I'm glad the final weigh-in is first!)  Busy, busy, busy.  Run here, run there. Go, go, go.  I can do this.  I can do it better breathing!