Weight: 237.5 lbs.
Unspeakable exhaustion. Bone-crunching tiredness. Mind-numbing, body-aching need for sleep.
That’s all me right now. I got up with Tom’s alarm at 5:00 am, pulled myself together, ran off to pick up the Chinese Auction baskets, got to work early, and got home late. Saw way too many clients, refereed at a meeting, and got the life sucked out of me by clients’, collateral, and co-workers’ excessive neediness today. Then I came home, starving and drained, to Tom, eager to tell me about his hard day.
I ate whatever was within closest reach again today, including two cheese sticks, some canned cashews, cold cuts/sliced cheese/crackers, and a tomato. By my math, only about 2 1/2 food groups were represented, coffee products were my primary form of hydration, I got little real protein, and my diet sucks.
I am so messed up biologically right now, that I’m not sure which I need most: proper nutrition, hydration, or sleep. I’m voting on sleep, especially as I drifted off in front of a 7:00 pm TV show and had to grudgingly rouse myself just to write this today.
On that happy note, GOOD NIGHT!
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September 17th, 2009 | Categories: 
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