Hey, everyone! Here I am. My diet’s going freaktastically well! Having someone to answer to makes all the difference. But also, I realized that if I go a week without junk food, I quit wanting junk food. That’s major. It’s not something I can easily eat in moderation for two reasons:
- It makes me feel like failure, which leads to a slippery slope of diet loss, and then I’m back on the junk food all the time; and
- It triggers happy chemicals in my brain, and then the addiction returns, so really it’s best for me to never indulge.
But it’s all good. Some days, all I eat is my peanut butter oatmeal (yum!) and a huge salad for dinner, and minimal snacking. It’s all filling! So, no hunger.
Oh! Hey, guess what? My Amazon Prime got cancelled again. This time I very calmly checked my browsing history. (I was sitting here when I got the email.) Apparently, I hadn’t been to Amazon in four hours. Aha! Someone must’ve hacked my account and cancelled my Prime. So I changed the passwords and logged out. Good thing I’m not as out of touch with reality as I feared! (That sort of thing really does freak me out.)
I’m not sure if I’ve lost weight yet, but I need to get back into exercising. I hope to do that soon, ideally later today.
I love my new bed and slept quite soundly last night. I still tossed and turned a bit, but I don’t really blame the bed. I’m just a rough sleeper. But I felt very comfortable and deeply relaxed. I was practicing Czech before bed and getting everything wrong. Duolingo started saying things to me that it’s never said before, like, “Don’t worry. Even when your answers are wrong, you’re still learning,” and “Practice makes perfect! Don’t give up.” So I finally realized I need to practice earlier in the day, and then I went to bed.
Oh my gosh, I just remembered. My mom’s coming back to town tomorrow. She’ll be here for a while, staying at her condo again. My sister’s fetching her from the airport. I’m going to ideally earn some money by taking my mom on errands and to doctor’s appointments. It should all make for some very entertaining yet tragicomic blog posts, so stay tuned. She also wants me to drive her north two hours so she can visit her sisters. She’ll have to pay me hugely for that, as the drive (with her, no less!) exhausts me under the best of circumstances.
My sister’s wedding is in a few weeks, and the very next day is my parents’ fiftieth wedding anniversary. We’re going to celebrate it despite their divorce of roughly thirty years ago. I find this delightful. They do still care about each other and like each other, so that’s worth celebrating in my book. My mom’s boyfriend won’t take offense. It’s not a romantic thing at all. Oh, yeah. I need to tell my dad that it will be celebrated. He doesn’t know yet. Being a good ex-husband, he won’t mind.
Whenever my mom asks why my dad still likes her, I say, “You’re his favorite ex-wife.”
She replies, “I’m his only ex-wife.”
“Right, which makes you his favorite.”
So anyway, things are going to get crazier real fast, and this blog post should set the scene to the calm before the storm. Hold onto your seats! Things might get a little out of sorts.