Well, here we are in the fountain chair again, Dearies. My normal chair (and the one I prefer) is over in the corner and away from the rest of the world, but alas, it is not available today.
(One of the things that I intend to fix when I am in charge of this place is to keep some sense of routine and consistency. This constant change business is very...troublesome.)
(That, and I'm going to fire the stupid social worker who insists on conducting private assessments right out here in front of God and everybody else. It drives me batshit crazy to be privy to significantly personal information about my podmates, and I really don't need to reveal all of my inner workings to them either.)
(That's what Dr Melfi is for.)
(Speaking of...yes...I am still visiting with her regularly via video chat. It's actually wonderful to be able to sit in the big girl sleigh bed in my pajamas and tell her all of my crazy.)
We fell off of the diet wagon hard last night and had Five Guys cheeseburgers, but my nurse informed me today that a cheeseburger is actually an excellent source of protein, so I shouldn't be too concerned about enjoying one every now and then. Go figure.
I do, however, need to see that scale start to move again, if for nothing else than the good feeling it brings. I think I finally realized that all I need to do is remind myself that eating well is the only thing I have to do in day. That's it. Make good choices and go to bed feeling like a rock star instead of a baked potato.
I'm sorry that I keep forgetting to take progress pics of Baked Alaska. I tend to stitch in the evenings and then head to bed, and I haven't yet put taking a pic into my night night routine.
(I do, however, still pat Stewey in his box and say "Night night, my little prince. Mommie loves you.")
(See crazy and visiting Dr Melfi above.)
I hope that your Futzingday is very futzy and that you get to do all the things. My only agenda is to try to stay conscious here in the d-chair (which has been a big problem lately) and to eat a nice salad for dinner.
What's futzing with you today? Come tell me all about it!