Bwahahaha
Day 2 of the Hostage Crisis
This is Anne’s Blog
But I am Anne’s alter ego.
And I’ve taken over.
I need a name.
Fat Fadey ??
Fat Lady?
I shouldn’t joke but
That’s exactly what it feels like.
Slept good knowing it’s almost over
A little dip.
I’m terribly stressed
Ironic that the HRV is up.
That’s good.
Gardening good
I will find my former self.
If it takes all day.
All week.
The natural course of my life.
The massive amount of cortisol
I have from stress
Is being knocked down
By the massive amount of carbs
I’ve been eating.
100 grams a day
And I’m losing.
It’s stupid crazy.
And guess what. I ate 2 donuts!
Insulin is up because blood glucose is down.
Metabolic Flexibility achieved!!
Came home last night to find the
Washer was “broken” 🤷♀️
- just off balance-
After someone tried to stuff
4 years of laundry into 2 loads.
I spy with my wee eye
2 huge piles of wet clothes
That never went through the spin cycle.
Soaking wet. Dripping.
Now those clothes are on the
Bathroom Floor - the same area
Where the tile is already damaged
From someone taking sponge baths.
Choices choices choices.