1 day left before I weigh. It's exhausting. I might have to cut out the coffee. It helps me reset, but I am just tired. Went to bed at 8:30pm, but woke up at midnight.
I pray in my head, so as not to tip off my parent's that I am a believer in Christ. They'd ask why. I feel rather large amount of angst towards my father, but I know I need to zip my lips, because it doesn't seem to do any good.
Anyway, I wish I could sleep. This is getting to me, waking up all sorts of the night. I don't remember dreams, unless I am getting up for the day.
We'll see how tomorrow goes. Cheers to everyone! We need a pub! lol An article on pubs was on 60 minutes. The UK is losing it's pubs! We need to make up for it, because they look like a terrific investment. Social stuff is what I need.
tc!
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