Taco Hell

So I spent a few days in Taco Hell this week. I've mostly recovered, although my digestion is all backed up again. Can't say it's been fun or worth it or anything of that sort. Old habits are just hard to break. Next week will be much better & thankfully I haven't gained any weight back. I just haven't lost any more.

I worked ALOT  this week, & wore myself out BIG TIME. I came home to rest last night & didn't wake up till 4 pm today. I think the last time I slept that long was the last time I took a Benadryl. Obviously my body needed it though, so I'm not complaining.

Aaron's gone for the weekend, so today I feel:

Sluggish

Last 3 days I've thought about nothing but being sick & I'm kind of tired of it. This morning Aaron & I took a walk in the park & I got to dip my toes in the lake. I LOVE SWIMMING. Really, part of me thinks I must have been a fish in another life. Any chance I can get, I'm all over it! I wish I could have a pool of my own or join a gym just to take water aerobics, but that's not in my immediate financial future, so for today, I'm satisfied with dipping my toes in mildly cool lake water on a hot day.

I took an extra long nap this afternoon & I'm sorely regretting it right now. I feel like I wasted half my day & I woke up with nothing but an "I WANT CAFFEINE!" monster rambling around in my head to show for it. Not sure what I'm going to do with my evening yet, but it most definitely will NOT include laying down.

Today I feel: