I have a hangover without having had the fun night first. Oh, .8, btw. But I'm not awed as there was no loss the day before. So it averages .4 (instead of the always promised, seldom delivered .7 daily average). Even so, it's fat now, so almost another pound of fat (I picture a box of butter) gone. I'll take it!
Anna's birthday was a success, but I'm exhausted and sore (not just my back). We cleaned like mad for two days. Our house needed it, and it looks good, but it was physically hard for me. Then the party was fun but draining--that happens for me even when I'm not uber low energy with the hcg (chronic pain does that to you!). And the food prep (with not being able to as much as taste) was hard.
But that being said, totally worth it! The party went really well and Anna was delighted. Then we had another family party in the evening with my dad, and that was great, too! Our lovely neighbors had a gift for Anna, so we traipsed over and got it, then went home and watched a movie (or part of one--the rest will follow today). So, a good day was had by all.
But, I'm just a quivering, hungry mass of fatigue and pain. I'll rally, though. They went to church and I have a couple of hours to try and pull myself together. I'm starting with a baked apple for breakfast and a hot bath. Then we go from there. :)
Two weeks 'til food. Not that I'm counting.
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