Here's what's goin on today:
- I suspect I am carb-sensitive. Mrs. F also pointed this might be the case. That Mrs. F. She is enviable, I tell you. This means I limit my cabrs to breakfast only, minus vegetables. Apparently it can cause a stall in weight loss. I'm willing to try anything at this point, people. Though I'm still happy about my little loss last week.
- Pete is stressed/uptight/crazy about Detroit. I've informed him of my rule of One Crazy Per Household, and I'm a little miffed I was de-throned. The nerve.
- Talked to colleague in LA today; she was sing-songy like a little kid and really hopes "we'll be colleagues soon." I'm thinking this is a good sign, yes?
- I went through the mail pile last night and did not cry/explode/die. But I did need wine afterwards. And I haven't moved the piles from File, Shred, or Deal With. But I did pay the bills that needed to be paid, like my Real Simple subscription. I'm still summoning the courage to call the credit card company, though by the signs of those crazy free checks and 0% offers they've sent to me, I think the odds are in my favor.
That is all. I'm off to workout, then home for an exciting night of laundry and The Biggest Loser.