Across the River
Author: robertjames1971
I'm wicked tall.
Stressed Out
I just had a couple of back to back meetings that I was sort of dreading. They are regular occurrences but I never feel comfortable handling them. I can do it, no problem… it’s just that I don’t enjoy the process much. It stresses me out in a major way. It probably shouldn’t, but it does.
The good news is that the meetings are over and I can breath a sigh of relief. Now if only I didn’t have to make up the time I was late from being stuck in traffic this morning.
Frustration! Really looking forward to going home and not working in the office again until next week. It’s crazy how therapeutic working from home can be sometimes. Even when the job is stressful, working from home is just less stressful somehow. Ugh, what a crazy post-Covid world this has become, right?
Daily (goofy) Haiku for You #21
Today’s haiku for you follows a theme for posts this morning. Namely, traffic jams suck.
Traffic nightmare day.
Work from home, reduces stress.
Why do we commute?
Traffic Nightmare
40 mile drive today took about 130 minutes. Yeah, that fucking makes sense. Must have been the first day back in the office after Labor Day. Gridlock nightmare from hell, right on fucking queue. Suffice to say if I were working from home today I would not have wasted over two hours of my life sitting in fucking traffic.
Far From Home
Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
The furthest I’ve ever been from home is San Diego, CA. Completely on the other side of the continent. A place where the ocean is west instead of east. It feels weird.
We went on our honeymoon in 2009 and have returned a couple of times since then. We had plans to go back this year but they have been scrapped in favor of other ideas. We will get back there one of these days.
I can say in all honesty that if ever I had a reason or a need or a desire to move away from Greater Boston, San Diego would be my first choice for a new home. I had no idea on that first trip that I would love it as much as I do.
Meow, Right?
I took a pic of Lily too but it was a little too blurry to keep, so it’s just Robin this time.
Boycott My Favorite Vegetable
I hate to do it, but I think I have to. Crud.
Jen came up with a recipe for cooking broccoli in the air fryer. It is fantastic. Bordering on magic. We were making it regularly as a side dish along with chicken and potatoes. I had a couple of bad experiences that I chalked up to eating too much too fast, which is always the cause of my stomach problems. Over the last couple of months I have been dishing out a tiny amount of broccoli when we have it but I generally haven’t eaten it. I had been saving it for last and I was always full before I got to it.
Tonight I flipped the script. I have been instructed by the weight loss surgery clinic to always eat sources of protein first, so I eat all of the chicken on my plate first. I did that tonight. Normally I go for the potatoes next because something about having weight loss surgery has trigged my inner Irish stereotype so I always go straight for the potatoes. Tonight I went for the broccoli first and saved the potatoes for last. Now I am dealing with a blocked up stomach and a mild case of the foamies. Crud.
I can’t say for sure but I think this might be three consecutive broccoli meals that ended in foamies. All of which were trigged by the magical, delicious, wonderful broccoli side dish. Crud. I think I have to stop eating it all together. My stomach can handle it without trouble, but I can’t seem to keep the bite sizes small enough, or I can’t seem to chew it into oblivion enough, or I just go too fast. Whatever it is, it is definitely a trend. Crud.
Broccoli has always been my favorite vegetable. Maybe I’ll go back to counting chews and using a stop watch to make myself pause between bites. That used to work when I was much more sensitive than I am now. We’ll see. For now, here’s hoping the foamies pass quickly. Good luck, Robbie.
ADDENDUM: I had my last bite of broccoli at 7:15pm. It’s 9:19pm now and my stomach is still blocked up and I am still spitting up foamie saliva. Grrrrr. Wasn’t it like a week ago when I wrote a post about blocked stomachs generally clearing up in around an hour or so? Didn’t I write about two hours being unusual? Why does my stomach have to be a dick to me tonight? Broccoli is officially on the boycotted food list, right next to cod and anything with more than a couple of grams of sugar. Broccoli is a total jerk face.
Return to Disney World
Daily (goofy) Haiku for You #20
I wrote this yesterday. A whole day early! What’s wrong with me?
A haiku for you inspired by the just-passed holiday weekend and the upcoming weekend to Florida trip.
Short work week this week
Short work week next week as well
Vacation, babie!
Month 16 Weigh In
I can’t believe I did that. Yesterday was September 4th. I am supposed to weigh myself and write about it on the 4th day of each month because my surgery was on May 4th. Somehow though I forgot to step on the scale. That’s the first time in 16 months that I flat out forgot to weigh myself. I am really surprised at this oversight.
I made up for it today. Today is the 16 month and one day weigh in and it’s very uneventful. I did a bonus weigh in for no reason at all on August 20th, about two weeks ago. I am 0.4 pounds up from that date. I more or less maintained at just a smidge above the lowest my weight has ever been as an adult. I will take it, kiddos. I will take it with a gigantic smile on my face.
I was 205.2 on August 20. The lowest my weight has ever been was 204.8. That was on May 4, 2023, my one year surgery anniversary. This morning I was 205.6. 0.8 pounds above that lowest ever mark. My BMI today is 25, exactly on the line between normal and overweight. Technically on the overweight side of that line. My total weight loss since the surgery on May 4, 2022 is 225.8 pounds. My total weight loss since the first weigh in on January 19, 2022 is 246.4 pounds.
I still have this vague idea of dropping below 200 pounds, but it’s not a big deal. It’s more of a pie in the sky sort of thing. I am more than happy to hang out around 205 and just maintain for a while. That makes me happy. That works for me.
So the next weigh in will be on October 4, 2023 and I don’t expect to forget about it when that day arrives, but now that the precedent has been set? Who knows.
Happy (one day late) weigh in day. May your Tuesday after Labor Day weekend be quiet and stress-free. (This is for US folks only, of course. For the rest of you all it’s just a regular Tuesday. I still hope it’s a quiet and stress-free day but it has a different feel if it isn’t the day after a holiday weekend, you know?) Good luck, everyone!
