Strix, I'm glad you're beginning to feel better. It's been pouring here for 3 days and I've already had enough of it, and I know it isn't nearly as much rain as others have had to deal with recently.

any safe suggestions to get him not to dig?

t laughs hysterically

I have found ways to keep dogs from digging in specific spots -- for example, all my vegetable plants have tomato cages -- but I've never found anything to prevent the random doggie urge to dig to China. For a hole next to a concrete pad, sometimes putting rocks in the hole will discourage either the dog or the critter.

Saw my therapist today. She didn't have a concrete plan but I think there was a miscommunication between the the triangle of me, her, and the social worker at the hospital. It was kind of like playing a weird game of telephone.

However, I got a call from one program they were looking at for me it's a peer based support thingie for about 3 weeks you meet with 2 people who are mentors and also have successfully navigated their mental health. (which I assume means they are very functional). It doesn't cost anything! And I meet with them for the first time Thursday (he was going to do today but I ran out of spoons and couldn't ). So there's that.

There was an offer to come to my house which I was hestitant to do - it's a mess there's a weird smell (not as bad as the car but still weird) but then he was like "you can come to our office" and I was like "great! let's do that" also on the table was meeeting at a coffee shop but for the first one but no. Especially since I'll probably cry.

But I got out! I went to the book store ! I bought 2 trashy magazines, well In Touch and People...I don't know for some reason I wanted to read dirt on the Duggars. Might be bad for my mental health who knows!

Also ate lunch out. I had red meat! I went to the grocery store and picked out the food I WANTED to eat for the next few days. It's life's little luxuries.

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.

Yeah, I do that. Every morning, same time, taking into account normal hormonal fluctuations so i don't freak out, and then log it into my Fitbit. This one-pound drop seems to be part of the overall pattern of trending slowly downwards with ups and downs as I go. But what's weird to me about it is that it seems to have nothing to do with WHAT I eat, only how much.

Seeing the graph of my weight change over time is freaky. I think I could translate it into an infrared wavelength.

eta dang, I can't type

When I'm keeping track of my weight, I weigh myself every morning. It's so much easier to see the patterns that way than weighing once a week.

sj, is Instacart available in your area? I don't think they work with TJ's, but I know they do work with Whole Foods.

sj, is Instacart available in your area? I don't think they work with TJ's, but I know they do work with Whole Foods.

Nope. It says coming soon. My guess is they may come to our area when the new (much closer) Whole Foods opens sometime next year. But thanks for the suggestion.

YAY, askye!

Thundering and POURING here. Good thing I got all the outdoor chores I CAN do (I need to get paid before I do the rest) yesterdat -- except weed whacking, because I didn't find the battery charger and the extra battery until 730 pm. `````````

But the dog's washed and brushed -- he's like shearing a fucking sheep, I swear -- bathroom cleaned and mopped, 1 load of laundry done, dishes, got rid of all but three or 4 tiny boxed from moving (WOO!), organized the garage a bit more, laid down some mulch, and scrubbed down the grotty plastic outdoor table and such.

Ginger, one of thr things I need to buy for my garden is river pebbles, to fill in between the pavers. I was thinking of filling in the Arthur-hole with any extra.

Is there ANYTHING stinky and non-dangerous that puts dogs off? Sriracha sauce? Pepper? Anyone got any tiger pee or scat?!

Today is clean up and organize the office and work in it, start painting a bookshelf white, and yes, more laundry, and also cleaning the laundry room and the small unfinished basement area where the furnace/heater are, and where Dan and I will use for our art studio. (Dan paints painting; I paint furniture and weird shit.)

And then my first yoga class in weeks, since the car works, and I don't feel like hammered depresso shit.

I don't feel like hammered depresso shit.

Ah, that reminds me to call the doctor for a follow-up visit, since I *do* feel like grey empty depresso shit.

Yes, please. You do it, and I'll call my pysch and see when my next appt is! Deal?