Bad Day Coming

Someone is going to have a bad day tomorrow.

Someone is going to….The Vet.

Suck It, Morbid Obesity

For the first time ever, a perfect activity week.

Mask

Jen found some Rob sized masks that are big enough to cover my chin. Thanks, Jen!

Starbucks?

Our neighborhood Starbucks is gone. I don’t drink coffee but it was our go-to Craigslist sales transaction meeting place. I don’t know what the new thing is. I hope quarantine ends someday so that we can find out.

Back on track

The intermittent fasting thing is back on track. Last night I started the clock at 10:00 instead of 9:00. Tonight I’m back to 9:00. I got an extra hour off of fasting yesterday and one less hour today.

I’m hungry.

Dealing

This is me trying to stay sane in a completely insane world:

I don’t think it’s working.

Did I Screw Up?

Last night Jen, Harry, and I were completely wrapped up in Cobra Kai season 2. We were watching, discussing, laughing, and snacking. Later, as I was getting ready for bed, I realized I forgot to set the timer for my fast. It was after 11:00. The fast was supposed to start at 9:00.

That’s when I asked myself, were you munching on those peanuts after 9:00? I can’t say one way or the other. I set today’s fast at 10-2 instead of 9-1. If I had an extra hour yesterday, I’ll short myself an hour today.

It’s been 10 days. You’d think it would be routine by now. Apparently not.