Friday

Yesterday was longer than anticipated - we got home and into bed at 11 pm. I do not like being up that late at night at all. Maybe that makes me old, but I don't. After the previous 2 nights, I wasn't in shape for it either - and last night, I took Benadryl to help me sleep through. It worked, but I'm fighting grogginess now. Can't win, I guess.

157.0 this morning. I was wrong the other day; the low I'd previously reached was 157.2, so now I'm below that. Not starving, either - basically, I'm just laying off snacking as much as I can. Kind of old-school, except I'm still eating real food only.

Which of course means that it makes no sense that I'm making 50-odd cupcakes this morning. My niece just graduated from high school, and somehow I agreed to make them for her party tomorrow. We had to buy a (very small) bottle of "vegetable oil" for the purpose. Heaven knows what I'll do with the remains. And I won't be eating any of my handiwork - which is, honestly, kind of annoying. But that's what my sister wanted me to contribute, and manners says to do what the other person wants.

Here's yesterday:

• tea with cream
• lemon jello water
• the usual supplements
• scrambled eggs
• turkey sausage
• red bull
• almonds - but only about 15, I think
• 1 bag of Kirkland trail mix
• salad with chicken and cheese in, and some sort of commercial honey-mustard dressing
• 1/2 slice raspberry swirl cheesecake, no crust
• more tea with cream

Trace ketones at bedtime; took my Benadryl and was out before 11:15, I'd guess. Slept fairly rock-like until the alarm went off, and was a bit confused as to what it was. Still only about 6 hours' sleep, though. Maybe tonight. 

Three-day weekend. Possibly dominated by house showings, or packing if not. I think we're hoping to get a movie in. And it looks like Monday will start out dry - which means I'm doing the Bolder Boulder. And I think I'll be painting the pantry on Sunday during the Indy - which has completely snuck up on me this year. Hope we'll be allowed to stay home for it.