157.0 this morning; I blame Mexican food with uber-salty green chile. Had a stomach-ache at bedtime last night; something wasn't right. Here's yesterday:
- tea with cream
- lemon jello water
- the usual supplements
- scrambled eggs with ham and cheese in
- almonds (a lot; I was hungry)
- a handful of cashews
- chips and salsa
- a margarita
- 3 cheese enchiladas with green chile
- a small bowl of strawberry ice cream
I think that was it. Sleep was okay; woke up around 3:30ish, fell asleep again around 5, and woke with the alarm at 5:30. This would be the new normal. Also known as fucking exhausted.
Miscellaneous mortgage stress yesterday; the appraisal came in lower than our offer, but not so much so as to muck with the loan terms, so we're leaving it alone. Lee interpreted my having stated an opinion on what to do as my having decided what we were going to do, and got all pissy at me. I talked him out of it, but that was really pretty much the last thing I needed at the time.
I hate mortgages. I really hope this is the last one we ever have. It's just incredibly aggravating and even though we're trying to rush this one through in under a month, it drags on, a new bit of fun every day.