Fiera
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Post shower weigh in 167.3. Well, I knew that it would be ugly.
Today I had lunch after gyno/mall shopping (no breakfast). Fish tacos from the close by place, reasonably healthy and not processed, probably under 500 cals and nicely filling.
Got KDog's stuff ready to drop her off at the sitter. Gave her early dinner. Took out some recycling. Checked in w Saylor. Now sitting w a mug of black tea which will give me the push to get through the packing.
It is grey and cloudy, 2nd day in a row. During a break waiting for my food I suddenly felt melancholy about AN. Then when I got home and took a break it hit me again. It makes sense, I have generally been focused on what needs to get done before the trip. Now that that intensity is loosening its grip, feelings are coming in to play. It feels difficult that there has been no contact with him, and I am about to leave town for a week and a half, even though this was as expected. I am not sitting in the feelings, just nodding at them and then getting on. Brooding is a one way ticket to a pit of deep emotions. Maybe there will be a time soon when I can just have a processing session, maybe with my journal on this trip, maybe I will be able to get to a beach or something. But today feels risky and unproductive.
Just reminded myself to download the transit app for where my dad lives.
I think that is about all I have for now.
Today I had lunch after gyno/mall shopping (no breakfast). Fish tacos from the close by place, reasonably healthy and not processed, probably under 500 cals and nicely filling.
Got KDog's stuff ready to drop her off at the sitter. Gave her early dinner. Took out some recycling. Checked in w Saylor. Now sitting w a mug of black tea which will give me the push to get through the packing.
It is grey and cloudy, 2nd day in a row. During a break waiting for my food I suddenly felt melancholy about AN. Then when I got home and took a break it hit me again. It makes sense, I have generally been focused on what needs to get done before the trip. Now that that intensity is loosening its grip, feelings are coming in to play. It feels difficult that there has been no contact with him, and I am about to leave town for a week and a half, even though this was as expected. I am not sitting in the feelings, just nodding at them and then getting on. Brooding is a one way ticket to a pit of deep emotions. Maybe there will be a time soon when I can just have a processing session, maybe with my journal on this trip, maybe I will be able to get to a beach or something. But today feels risky and unproductive.
Just reminded myself to download the transit app for where my dad lives.
I think that is about all I have for now.