151.6; ate lots of chocolate and french fries yesterday. Need I say more? Here's the breakdown:
- tea with cream
- the usual supplements
- double quarter pounder with cheese, no bun
- medium fries
- iced tea
- green beans
- chocolate - 1 square Ghirardelli raspberry-filled and an entire bar (3 servings) of milk chocolate with toasted coconut
The thing is, that milk chocolate bar wasn't even that good - the flavor was just sweet, not balanced. I didn't like it all that much, but I still finished it. I hate that.
Sleep was shit. I added leg cramps to the other fun. Life is sucking mightily right now. Lee and Elizabeth are both sick; he sounds like he has bona-fide pneumonia, and she only has a cold (I hope, anyway) after her trip to Seattle, but is exhausted. And I'm the healthy one - the sweaty, menopausal, depressed, chocolate-craving, underslept healthy one. Add to all that an hour and 10 minute commute driving directly into the sun and I just want to curl up in a corner and weep. I hope things improve soon.