Tuesday, April 14, 2015


Better yesterday, but not much better. More stress - paid out a tidy $1200 to various veterinarians, and got two copies of a bill from the IRS that they sent out (according to the date) next Monday, assuming that we wouldn't get the money back to them until it was late, so it included penalties and interest. It's in the mail this morning, along with a letter explaining that, as we had in fact paid it prior to April 15th, we would like the penalties and interest returned to us. See if they do it - it'll require them to put a first-class stamp on a check for 13 cents. But fair's fair.

160.2 again this morning. I really need to get a grip. I know working for the state was boring and annoying, but it didn't leave me stressed out and needing to snack to the point of gaining weight. Here's yesterday:
  • tea with cream
  • possibly supplements
  • 3 string cheese sticks
  • macadamias
  • about 3 peanuts
  • caesar salad
  • a steak
  • 3 chocolate almonds
  • a dark chocolate
  • cashews
  • 1 tsp honey
If I'd stopped with the almonds, it would have been a very good day. But I didn't. Trace ketones at bedtime, though.

Sleep was utter shite. Woke at midnight, got back to sleep, woke again at 2. Got back to sleep just after 5. Woke again at 5:30 and got up. Lee left today for Idaho with a load of stuff - for our daughter; we're not moving there. He'll be back Thursday unless the snow turns out to be a lot (nobody's sure yet). Then, a week from this weekend, he and I are driving east to meet Elizabeth in Iowa somewhere to give her a load of stuff and her guinea pigs, sleeping, eating breakfast, and driving back. The weekend after that, I'm flying out to visit her in Scranton. Bolder Boulder on Memorial Day weekend. And then in June we have the cruise that nobody particularly wants to go on. (I know, first-world problem there). Somewhere in that packed schedule, there's a good chance I'll wave Lee off to the east coast with a load of stuff that really is us moving, and have to sell the house and get it packed up.

Gah. No wonder I don't sleep well.

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