Tuesday

Sleep is not going so well, just now.  Sweat a bit, intense crazy dreams, wake up thinking it's nearly morning - 11:32 pm.  My shoulder isn't painful - so maybe that's something.  But, ugh!

147.2 again this morning; fingers swollen and stiff.  Not surprising.  Here's yesterday:

• fat-bomb smoothie
• cheese
• Wendy's double with cheese, no bun
• more cheese (about 3-4 pieces total)
• effing chocolate blueberries (half a box)

Stress much?  Elizabeth has a new dog.  He is sweet and smart and charming, and a holy terror when left alone.  We kept him at our house yesterday, since he barks when in a crate, and she was worried about fellow apartment-dwellers not liking that much.  Crated him in our room, cleaned off most horizontal surfaces, closed all doors, in case he got out of the crate (which was quite secure).  He got out of the crate.  He got out of the room.  He destroyed about half of the house's window treatments, a ceramic pitcher, the glass on a picture in our room, a box or so of dog treats.  Generally created chaos.  We think he was terrified at being alone in the house.  Anyway, I came home to the devastation.  We took him to a vet for an exam and to discuss tranquilizers, and she has a prescription for Prozac.  In the meantime, he's in a crate, that has been fortified with tie-wraps, on the back porch with the other two dogs (which he escaped from once before when left in it without the crate).  I don't think he can get into the house from there, but we know he can get out of the porch, since that's already happened.  Still, that's much less messy than what happened yesterday.  I just ordered new curtains for the living room, at $518 including shipping.  They'll be here just before Thanksgiving.  I think we can re-hang the dining room stuff - need to get new brackets is all.  And we'll be buying blinds at some point.  They're the least critical.  Golly.  So at the end of the day, I was a wreck, and I went for the mindless chocolate consumption.

Here's hoping today will be better.