Another day, another … day?

Right now I’m sitting in my comfy chair, computer on my lap, one dog completely zonked out on the ottoman at my feet and the other in her cage because she’s being a jerk.

Like the rest of the 9-5 workforce, I always look forward to the weekend.  Who wouldn’t? But today was just a day.  I wasn’t nearly as productive as I needed to be and wasted a bunch of time playing Candy Crush (I’m now on level 50 and am refusing to pay anything to play more).  The bulk of the day was a bit of a disappointment, actually.

Not only that, but I really ate like crap today.  Sometimes I feel like once I get my measurements and such done on Saturday morning, then it’s time to “reward” myself — though I’m not sure how eating poorly is a reward.

I did spend a few hours at the hospital, which was good.  My grandma was more alert than she has been since this whole thing started and I appreciated knowing that she recognized that I was there.

(Belle’s whining.  Can someone make her stop?)

I didn’t get a chance to do the turkey jerky.  I got out and did my grocery shopping this morning, so I’m set to try it out tomorrow.  With it having to be in the oven perhaps as long as 10 hours, I didn’t have a long enough block of time today to get it started.

Skinfold measurements were done yesterday, regular measurements and photos this morning.  Overall, this was a positive experience.  More details tomorrow in my weekly wrap-up.

And now — time for bed.  Time to get Belle out of her cage and somehow keep her from bugging the snot out of Clarke.  Time to sleep because I didn’t sleep all that well last night. So, good night, good sleep and see you tomorrow.