So, I've been in a deep blue funk for a little while. The last four days or so, I've eaten nothing but crap. Burgers, fries, cupcakes, frozen pizza, whatever was easy, just inexcusable crap. No exercise. I got on the scale this morning with trepidation and. I lost a pound. Is the universe just screwing with me now? It's not supposed to work that way.

If you were eating what you wanted but less of it, then yes, you would lose weight.

Zen, if you're anything like me the crappy eating will catch up with you a week later instead of immediately.

I apparently have a new provider for my medical supplies. I just spoke to them and they seemed nice and efficient on the phone, but I remain skeptical based on past experience.

If you were eating what you wanted but less of it, then yes, you would lose weight.

plans diet of Ding-Dongs and Twinkies

Zen, if you're anything like me the crappy eating will catch up with you a week later instead of immediately.

Well, shoot. That doesn't really make sense to me, either, though. If it's gonna store excess as fat, why would it take a week to do it? I have no idea why my body does anything.

You know your weight can fluctuate quite a bit during a day. I don't think a change of 1 lb actually means anything.

Well, shoot. That doesn't really make sense to me, either, though. If it's gonna store excess as fat, why would it take a week to do it? I have no idea why my body does anything.

I don't know why my body does anything it does either.

What lisah said.

Yes, also what lisah said. If you want an accurate reading, weighing at the same time every day (or the same time once a week if you want to make yourself less crazy) can help.

Tea:

While we're on the subject of food, this GD diet is hugely expensive and we're constantly running out of everything. I've decided what I need is an uber type service where instead of picking me up someone else goes to Trader Joe's, Wegman's, Wholefoods, whatever other market doesn't deliver and picks up what I need. Because sometimes Peapod doesn't have everything I need, and I don't have a lot of spoons at the moment.

askye, I'm glad you're heading home! And also Zen, Sarah -- we are all having depresso/anxiety episodes.

I'm clawing out of mine, but for the last almost 3 weeks, I was just down and out. The house was chaos, it was unfamiliar (not "Mine"" feeling yet), I couldn't find half the things I needed, the one car we have left was broken for most of that time, so I was trapped, and Dan had to work for home for a week and a half, couldn't get to yoga, didn't exercise, clean, organize, work, look for work, shower (much.)

But a few days ago, it started to lift, so Things Are Getting Done, and I am still a little "eh" but it's a wee "eh" and not a massive "FML and Fuck You All Too."

And it has only NOT rained for 2 total days here in three weeks. Jesus. Today is warmer and sunnier, so I'm going to throw down some mulch, weed whack and wash the outdoor table and chairs. And the very, very muddy dog. It's rained so much it's seemed an act of futility, but he just too gross to let it go anymore.

Speaking of dogs, Arthur is excavacting a HUGE hole by the concrete pad the AC is on. There might be a critter down there, and I don't want to hurt maybe-critter or Arthur, but any safe suggestions to get him not to dig?