Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 213.4 lbs.

Tom couldn’t sleep on this holiday Monday, so I am up early. If you are married, you probably understand already.

I was happily fast asleep when he was suddenly looming over me in the pitch black of the wee hours, saying that he was “off to work.” Of course this startled me awake, and knowing that he could actually have meant this given his memory and “guy” issues, I yelled that it was a holiday and he was off. He insisted that he was going anyway, making me more awake, and now confused. He fussed with my c-pap mask, kissed me and said he was off.When I was half out of bed, he admitted that he actually couldn’t sleep, had been up since 4:30, and was dressed because he was going to church. Church? I guess there is an early mass for people like him…. This was at 6:15.

So, here I am blogging you, crampy and exhausted, bleary eyed and grumpier even….

Happy freakin’ Martin Luther King Day!

Ahem….

Oh, and in case you couldn’t already tell, my “P” can be dropped and I am now into “M”, and feeling every bit of it. I hope to lay low again today, but do wonder if my friend and boss, Kevin, will follow up with coming over to help us out with some computer issues that we need a geek like him to help with. This would be fine, but I will still hafta work hard to be even remotely presentable and human on a day like today.

I had wanted to run around some and still see if we could find a cheap shelving unit for the basement, but I expect to throw in the towel on this thought and leave it until I can be farther from a bathroom and a couch. We did go to one thrift store yesterday and I found other junk to buy, but alas, no shelf. While out, I must admit that we also ate at a chinese buffet, one we’d never been to before but had a bogo coupon for in a book that friend Barb had gotten us for Christmas. (See, barb, it is your fault after all! Lol!!)  It was near the thrift store, and turned out to be an awesome buffet, and I am chagrined that I liked it as much as I did and now wanna go back. They had a massive selection of items, all tasty, and comfortable and pleasant surroundings. I had two bowls of their hot and sour soup, and the salt in it alone will probably keep me stalled for years. I tried to eat the “best” choices I could, you know, chicken and brocolli type stuff. But, admittedly, it was all saucy and greasy and no matter what, eating even a morsel of food at this place had to be cheating. Mercifully, given the oatmeal I had for breakfast and the peanuts for snack, my “slate” was wiped clean soon after, if you know what I mean.

I wonder if there is any dietary science to this? Hmmmmm….

Today my appetite hopefully has dropped as it typically does at this time, and the skin crawling, restless, anxious munchies that accompany it should also be subsiding. Hopefully I will maintain enough nervous energy to get more household projects done, as today, this, is my top prioity.

If Tom doesn’t get in the way…!