Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 203.2 lbs.

Oh, the humanity! Oh, the crampiness and misery! Oh crap, I hate being a woman!

Last night I went to bed at 8:00…a new low for me, but I apparently needed every minute of sleep as even this morning, I still feel dragged out and exhausted. I am assuming it is all due to the big “P”. The fact that I didn’t lose too (I hope!).

Yesterday I felt restless and anxious all day at both work and home, and got a lot done as a result. I am often at peak efficiency at such times of the month, and my nesting instinct makes me fuss over minor things I typically don’t notice or care as much about otherwise. Stupid stuff, like organizing our street maps at home. Wierd!

I ate rather strangely too, nibbling and picking here and there. I also erred and had guacamole for “dinner”, then realizing that there is little to no protein in this, and felt compelled to follow it up with a protein shake. However, I was already full, plus the liquid nature of the shake probably washed out the guac., and I felt all yucky and uncomfortable and regretful afterwards. I’m not sure what I was thinking. But when you go to bed at 8:00 and get home at like 6:00, this doesn’t leave too much time to stretch a meal out of think it through as I otherwise might have. Tonight and tomorrow I likely get home even later and have more briskly paced days, so I had better start my thinking NOW to ensure a better diet tonight and tomorrow night. There are always staples like tuna or baked fish that fix up easy, if I am so inclined. Tom now makes his own and so do I, and although we try to eat together, we have made the process less complicated by kind of fending for ourselves as far as diet goes. I might add that he must be doing something right, becasue he announced this morning that he has lost down to 195 lbs., from I believe 198. This is great news, but, will make my goal of weighing less than my husband a little harder to achieve soon now. He has “raised the bar”, so I guess that I must try and do the same. Darn it!

Comically, I did cut Tom’s hair last night as he had been asking me too, and realize that I am no hairdresser. I had done it last time too, and since he has little and wears no particular style, we thought that I had done an ok job, and he wasn’t too worse off for it. However, yesterday, he complained that I made his sideburns disconnected from his hair line, and walked around the rest of the evening saying that he looked funny and he now has floating sideburns. Cold hearted as I am, I found this all too funny, and couldn’t stop laughing. Truth be told I am sorry, but that’s what you get for trying to save time and a buck, I guess. No doubt he’ll be back to the barber next time. And if you know Tom and happen to see him anytime soon, don’t forget to compliment him on his new and handsome styling, and reinforce what a great look this cut is on him. “Cause honestly, I can’t even tell what he is referring to, and I think he looks just grand the way he is!