Hrm..

For some reason, I've been craving coffee the past few days. Maybe because I'm not really supposed to have caffeine. I'm thinking about just giving in and brewing a pot. As long as I don't adulterate it with tons of sugar, creamer and chocolate, as is my usual modus operandi, I may be able to sneak a cup or three.

On the weight-loss front, this past month was a bust. I think I may have actually regained three pounds. And I know why. I totally went off the diet and exercise. Part of it was the new medication kicking my ass. I was too tired to exercise, and didn't feel like eating what I should have. Part of it was the budget. Couldn't afford to get fresh fruit and vegetables. Plus, my water intake went from 6 to 8 cups a day to like three. After watching a marathon of Celebrity Fit Club 2 the other day, I'm not making any more excuses. That's why I went to the pool yesterday, to get in my exercise. Today, I'm going to pop in Walk Away the Pounds Express and do the one-mile walk. Tomorrow, it'll probably be the tape again unless I can fasten a bra around this sunburn. If I can do that, then I'll head over to the fitness center and walk the treadmill.

So since I didn't lose my required five pounds this month and gained three instead, I now have to lose 29 pounds in four months to reach my goal. If I can get back on track, I might be able to do it. I also need to start taking this medication regularly. I need to see if it's going to help or harm, and only taking it sporadically isn't going to do it. So starting tonight, I'm taking it the way it says to on the bottle, all at once, at night. We'll see if I explode.

Plus I need to go get laundry detergent. Matt seems to think he needs his black pants washed. :-P

Grrr.

I have to go buy laundry detergent. But that means getting dressed, wrestling with my hair to get it into a ponytail, going outside and getting into my dark blue car with no air conditioning that had the windows left down in a few too many rainstorms, so now it smells bad. And I really really really don't want to do that. It's bad enough when it's just the "no air conditioning" part, but now that it smells like vomit, too?

I think that instead, I'm just going to gather what's together and say it's not enough for a load, and we can pick up detergent after book study, in the Jeep.