The Day After

I don’t know what I did, but my legs are freakin’ killing me today. I have a little bit of snow to clear, and lots of laundry, another day’s exercise, and some board games. I still have a few songs to finish from the great re-recording thing and I haven’t done diddly for December music.

Mostly I just want to hang out with the kids, but the college student is prepping for finals so she’s busy. That’s okay. She’s going to ace them all.

There’s a good chance I am going to fail on my intermittent fasting today. I don’t think I can make it to 1:00 PM. It’ll only be the second time I don’t make it to 16 hours in the last 88 days, but it’ll be close enough for faux Thanksgiving weekend.


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