I'm sorry that I am the place where I don't feel like doing this. Blogging is great and therapeutic, but sometimes its lonely. Right now I am lonely. This is a funny kind of lonely-I'm happy to be by myself but I wish myself were a little more comforting. Does that even make sense? I'll never know, I guess.
So yesterday I was 199.5, and today 200. Yesterday I ate yogurt, sardines, 1/2 banana, wheat thins, seafood ravioli, corn bread, wine and pirate's booty.
Today I had one meal at Friday's: the Caribbean chicken sandwich with sweet potato fries. I had three Long Island Ice Teas. I also picked off my friends plates. I had a spring roll when I got home.
Yesterday I got my No Joke. Tomorrow or the next day I will set it up. My legs still hurt a bit from the canoe ride, so we will see.
There is no such thing as too much info, so you ought to know that part of my funk is due to my menstrual cycle.
I feel completely disengaged and uninterested in anything. This is not a new feeling, I've had it before. It may be new to you and I apologize.
The fact of the matter is everyone is entitled to a bad day and perhaps if the world wasn't so critical of individual FML days, we'd be happier.
I'm sorry, Friends. I really do like speaking to you, but I am speaking under a poor guise. I won't take up anymore of your time.
I'm just not here.
I am really sorry.
I will try to be more present next time. I love this blog and I don't want it to be forced.
Right now it is like pulling teeth.
I love me for losing, I'm on my way.