Day Seventy-Three

Hey, you guys.  I wore an outfit today that I have been pushing back for literally months.  I got it buttoned, and everything.  Yes, it was a relief to take it off at the end of the day, but I totally wore it.

 The muscle relaxer did make my head wonky all night.  It doesn't put me to sleep.  It puts me into some weird state where I feel like I can't get up, but I don't sleep either.  Maybe hibernation?  Not sure.  Anyway, when I woke up at five-something and thought about going to the gym, my first clue was that as I passed through the bedroom door, I stepped back hard against it.  So, not entirely trustworthy on my feet.  I really, really, really wanted a good hard workout today so I could like my weight, but I let my superego that's trying to take care of me make the decision again, and it put me back to bed.  

 And so I lay there in a weird state and didn't even go back to sleep.  When my husband came home two hours later, I tried to pretend I didn't hear anything and still tried to sleep, but, nope.  That didn't work.  When he came in to go to bed after working all night, I asked him to massage my shoulders and neck for just a minute to get rid of any residual tension.  The pill had given me considerable relief, but there was still plenty of tension.  When I got up, I didn't have any time for the gym.  I did two sets of abs and got in the shower.

 So, a really weird thing happened.  Blogspot says that 69 people looked at my blog at 9:00 p.m. last night.  It's skewed my stats way off, because I'm usually lucky if six or nine people look at my blog in the course of a whole day.  So I'm kind of wondering what is going on there.  I mean, heck yeah, if sixty-nine of you want to check out my blog at the same moment in time, I'm all for it.  

 The face on my graph is starting to drown as I fill in more squares.  We are down to the last four weeks.

 I took my last antibiotic this morning, so, starting tomorrow, I am going to have to REALLY fast through the morning.  We'll see how that goes.  I was so hungry by the time I got to eat my one taco today, that it was fortunate a coworker had brought in some homemade Mexican food.  I had a small plateful, then a fruit tea.  My stomach felt kind of funny all day--perhaps I took the antibiotic too soon--and so I didn't eat the cherries and apple I had brought.  I had two almonds (before I knew there was Mexican food) and a small handful of peanuts for my snacks.

 Dinner was a potato soup and some more honeymoon salad.  I made myself not take seconds of the soup.  I really wanted to.  I am really tired and think I will go to bed right away.  After I check my stats and see how popular I am now!

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