Time is ticking away pretty fast since we had "doomsday." I'm still in a shit mood but it's getting better, no not really. There is NOTHING I can do except sit back and watch the Shit Show every night on the TV news. I'm waiting everyday to hear where's he's going to put Mike the MY PILLOW GUY! It is an absolute clown show and we are fucked people, absolutely FUCKED. The immigrant population is scared, absolutely terrified and I am for them. But, I'm moving on to another gripe...
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My new found weight loss is continuing. I'm down 15 pounds as of this morning and feel great. My body feels great, and honestly it feels so much different this go around. I think because I'm being extremely disciplined in what I am doing. Look I can't control the politics but I can certainly control what I put in my body. I'm actually so proud of myself. I am not eating bread and that is big, but it has been pretty easy. I did have a small slice off of a baguette the other night while out the girls and I do low carb tortillas, but all in all, I pretty much don't eat bread. We go to Mexican and I don't get chips. We go to regular restaurants that serve croutons on the salad or a piece of bread, I don't get it or if it comes I take it off. I'm eating tons of salads, greens, vegetables. Probably should eat a bit more protein but I'm good on it mostly. I only eat three meals a day, absolutely no snacking. I have my protein bar and my one cup of coffee with my CoffeeMate Zero in the morning. Lunch is light but a protein like leftover chicken on a salad with a vinaigrette. Dinner is a meat with one or two vegetables, mashed cauliflower is my favorite right now. I am really not drinking except maybe one drink on a Saturday or Sunday. I am being so careful by monitoring what goes in my mouth and it is showing up. I asked him if he's losing because he's pretty much eating what I am eating but his response, I don't know, I haven't worked out in 3 weeks. He had foot surgery 3 weeks ago. That is not what I asked. I know he hasn't because he sits in his chair and starts in on the wine consumption after noon with 2-4 glasses a night, except Monday, which he says is No Alcohol Monday. Right. AND then as I sit her in the evenings on my laptop I hear him in there eating a bowl of ice cream or finishing the Halloween candy, of which I did not even touch. I'm telling you I am towing the line here. At dinner tonight we were talking about how much I have lost, how good I'm doing and I said that I would like to lose 30 pounds before we go on our trip. He said, "yes, sure BUT I would like to see you walk or ride your bike more." WHAT THE FUCK mister. I am doing well, why the hell do you have to interject the DAMN BUT! Why in the hell can't you please congratulate me, give me thumbs up, stand by me please. It makes me not want to care anymore. I am practically starving myself to get healthy, starving is a strong word, I'm not starving, but you know what I mean. Sorry, I'm in a pissy mood with this all of a sudden.
Oh and I forgot...I had Covid again last week. FUCK! Now he has it but he's already almost over it. It's a very mild case, a mild head cold really. You know it has been exactly a year since we had it last. This is my third time and I don't go anywhere, mostly, except for last week. We went to the PAC to see Mrs. Doubtfire and I think that is where I got it. The crappy thing is that I got a booster a month ago, like last year. Dammit!
Thanksgiving is next week and I almost wished I had Covid next week and not go. I am not looking forward to the T loving nephew being there. He cannot stop talking LOUDLY about crap and I will BLOW UP on him if he says one thing. I've already warned The Hubby if he talks, I'm yelling or walking. I cannot keep my mouth shut. This is going to be a hard day, but I look forward to putting my tree up the weekend after. I think I'm all done with Christmas shopping so just have to wrap and put under the tree. I'm going to have one nice Christmas Day dinner. I'm going to go ahead and set up the table and I've already got my Cornish hens in the freezer. I'm so excited to have a very nice dinner.
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