builder's bar
water
iced tea
bagel with cream cheese (yeah)
seltzer
gazpacho
multi-grain baguette
cheese
builder's bar
milk
202--5 pounds down.
Therapy was not so exhausting this week. Exercise--6 blocks of walking to car, weeding later on. Still not figuring out how to move enough in the summer schedule. Carrying the boo, while demanding, is not aerobic.
I am once again so underslept that after the reorder was prepared I did nothing but stare into the computer all day long, and not in a professionally productive way. My old flame turned up at work and I confess that today all I wanted was for her to go back to California.
She! Never! Calls! First!!!!
At least A. is home so bedtime should get back to normal.
Showing posts with label Sleep deficit woes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sleep deficit woes. Show all posts
Monday, June 25, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
6/21/07 1 am
Okay, this is what I said I wasn't doing anymore, the up at 1 am thing, but I have a book to read for tomorrow that I more or less forgot about until this evening. And there are NO alarms set in our house at all--except, you know, the internal one in Annoying Dog's head.
Summer is here.
203--total of 4 pounds off in 3 weeks.
Today:
Builder's bar
milk
peach
chips, avocado, and salsa
water
seltzer
fresh mozz., basil (from the garden!), tomato w/olive oil on multi-grain baguette
more seltzer
Exercise: just puddle-jumping and carrying the 28-pound boo for a couple of hours.
Summer is here.
203--total of 4 pounds off in 3 weeks.
Today:
Builder's bar
milk
peach
chips, avocado, and salsa
water
seltzer
fresh mozz., basil (from the garden!), tomato w/olive oil on multi-grain baguette
more seltzer
Exercise: just puddle-jumping and carrying the 28-pound boo for a couple of hours.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
6/12/07, 5:15 am
Well, I got my 8 hours in--from 8 pm to 4 am.
When I was pregnant I always knew it was the kiss of death if I woke up between 3 and 5. No more sleep for S., then. Apparently it's still true. But it's dawn, now. A perfect chance to daven shacharit, something I have been trying to do again lately, with some very limited success.
When I was pregnant I always knew it was the kiss of death if I woke up between 3 and 5. No more sleep for S., then. Apparently it's still true. But it's dawn, now. A perfect chance to daven shacharit, something I have been trying to do again lately, with some very limited success.
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