Now that he's gone...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Now that he’s gone…

I’ve been craving fruits and vegetables. Although he was only here for a bit more than 48 hours, I think that by focusing on the crap that he ate–starch, grease and sugar–and the stuff he didn’t eat–any vegetable outside of potatoes and corn, all fruits, except for sweetened cranberry juice–I’ve gone into veggie overdrive. Last night, Hallboy and I ate at Pizza Grill. I devoured a Fruit and Nut salad and ordered a spinach and artichoke pizza (good, except that it didn’t have any sauce, which it needed). Today, I’m craving a Caesar salad with lots of crunchy Romaine lettuce. I brought THREE clematines to work with me today. Tonight, I’m going to Giant and stock up on more fruits and veggies.

I’m already making my “clean house” list. Last night, I did four tubs of laundry, include two tubs of sheets. I stripped the bed in the guest room and tonight I’m going to vacuum. Although it isn’t in horrible shape, I feel like my house is a pit.

I slept like the dead last night. I’d not been sleeping well the past few nights (another person in the house? horrible diet? not working out? Combination of all three?), so yesterday after work, I worked out for 40 minutes (up from my usual 30), and I think my endorphins finally woke up (not kicked in, but they absolutely broke from their snooze and rolled over). Afterwards, I felt…well, not invigorated, but not ready for bed either (which is a change). I did, however, get a good night’s sleep last night and slept all the way through without waking up. Of course, that could also have been due to…

The thermostat has been turned back down to 60 degrees during the day and 56 at night. Turning it up to 65-67 degrees during the day (when he was here) makes it too hot to do much more than sit on your ass all day (which was driving me nuts), and having it at 61 degrees at night makes it too damn hot for me to sleep with a damn. I want to be bundled up under blankets when I’m asleep, and that’s impossible when I’m sweating.

I guess I just like living by myself (or as much as I can while Hallboy is there…).

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Weird, I have been in a veg-out mode the last few days, and so has my daughter. I was thinking it was the weather changing.

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I’ve been sucking down sweets (mainly ice cream and cookies) for the past few weeks. Major sweet tooth attack. Now I find I’m shifting away from that. Yesterday evening I couldn’t stand the thought of eating anything sweet. I had some delicious plain white rice. Yum, blandness! Today for lunch I think I’ll have some unsweetened instant oatmeal.

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Good lord, we would not get along at all. 65 degrees is freezing balls to me. Anything below 70 is jacket weather around here. :slight_smile:

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It’s probably just a relief reaction after something you’ve been dreading. My house now has more clean square footage than it’s had since I moved in, because I’ve been cleaning like a demon since I had my dog put to sleep last week. You can go all up and down one side of my house without feeling like you probably better put some shoes on!