Is it the diet? Is it full-on PMS? I donno. Feeling droopy, discouraged, and enervated tonight. Wishing Mark was home. A month feels like a long time to continue this (but don't worry, continue I shall). It's been three weeks, with four to go, and the weight loss is surely slowing down, which doc says is "normal." Ugh. At this rate, X is impossible.
Ah, well. I guess there's no help for it: time to hoist my heinie off the couch, put away the dishes, wash the new produce, fold clothes, do my back stretches, and go to sleep. Tomorrow's another day.
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