THE LOST WEEK: DAY 5
After NOT sleeping very well, I got up at 6am to take Billy to the airport for a trip to New York!
Glad to help, but 6am? Oy vey.
He was Bitchy…and burning through our “friendship currency” like mad this morning…but he has the currency to burn, so go for it…hehe
I got back home and cleaned the house for an hour. Chiva and Pavarti are arriving soon! (My brother in law and his husband)
I did a massage at 930a, and it was wonderful.
From beginning to end it was a great experience: My client showed up on time, was happy to see me, enjoyed the work, paid me well, and rescheduled!
I LOVE my clients! I treat them like gold…I mean, they are my living. I just need MORE of them is all…
(To remind you, Chiva is my brother in law, and Pavarti is his Husband. Aliases, of course)
Hubby, Chiva, Pavarti and I all went to Dimsum, and it was good.
A little too good.
I ate a lot. But I wanted to help my headache…it’s going on day 2 now…
SOMETHING in those Fudge Rounds MUST cross the blood brain barrier and hijack my chemicals pretty directly, because my head feels like it has a construction crew living inside of it!
Anyway, Leo looked cute today…I put one of his GAP polos on, for my in-laws visit. Awww…
We all went to La Jolla to see the tide pools, then to the aquarium, and then to SoupPlantation where I again overate, and snuck 3-4 chocolate chip brownies…)
Anyway, their visit was a success, and tonight was just about playing on the computer.
Oh, and our downstairs storage closet kind of flooded…that was fun.
The storage unit next to us REALLY flooded…so we helped our cute neighbor to move his stuff out.
Tomorrow is the big trip to see Hubby’s family in the OC, then to Simi Valley to see my Godfather who’s dying of cancer, and then all the way home to San Diego.
I’m worried about my Godfather. He’s going through radiation and chemotherapy…I hope he’s not in a lot of pain.
So to recap the part that you’ve been waiting for, namely “How the hell does all this apply to a blog about weight loss”, here it is:
• I am in complete meltdown regarding my health
• I’m going on a road trip with no food plan
• I’ll be going to my Father in-laws house, who generally hates me
• Then I’ll see my dying Godfather, whom I love very much
Um…yeah. The emotional eating, stress and bad planning should all come together tomorrow for a beautiful day.
Night for now.
Jayson.
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