I mentioned yesterday that I have lost 50 pounds in the last five weeks and that my clothes don’t fit. That may have been a slight exaggeration. They are definitely too big, but I can still wear them. It’s not an emergency yet.
Last night I was in my closet looking for something to wear today. There are some old collared shirts that were too small for me prior to the surgery. I pulled one out. I’m wearing it right now. It fits fine.
Part of me feels like nothing has changed. Another part of me feels like everything has changed. I have so far to go though. I’ve barely scratched the surface. Here’s hoping I can continue to ride it out with old clothes for a while. In a way, that might sort of connect me to… me.
No new info on my mother yet today. My sister is at the hospital with her. It’s brutal. I need to do more.
The 2022 50/90 Challenge is less than a month away. I am not going to do it in an official way. I will not be signing up on their website or anything like that. One user ruined the whole thing for me last year and I don’t want to deal with that again. I didn’t sign up for FAWM back in February either. FAWM and 50/90 are different log ins, but it’s run by the same people and has many of the same users. I just don’t wanna.
Having said that, I will probably still try to write 50 songs between July 4th and October 1st. I’ll still do the challenge, I just won’t do it in any official capacity. Ain’t I a stinker? No, I am not. I just like doing goofy music challenges. What can you do?
Did I mention that the Red Sox are three games above .500 and are sitting in the last playoff spot? There are three wild card slots this year and all three AL slots are held by teams in the AL East. Sucks to be the rest of the league.
The Bruins fired their coach. Patrice Bergeron is likely to retire (please, no!). Half of the team is in the middle of off season surgery. Now we’re hearing that Pasternak might be wanting out. He has a year left on his contract and the rumors are that he won’t sign an extension. Shit.
Okay. I need to finish my 3.1 ounces of canned chicken lunch and get back to work.
The Bruins have a two goal lead after two periods. I’ve been watching the game out of the corner of my eye, and it sure looked like the Whalers carried the play for most of the second period. Here’s hoping the Bruins hang on.
Patches looks nervous, but the Bruins are in a good spot going into the third.
I’m getting tired of posting this. The Bruins are down 2-0 after one period.
In each of the last two games I had to formally request (via blog post) that they step it up and take care of business.
Come on, Bruins. Get it together. Again.
In unrelated news, the Red Sox are up 6-0 in the second inning. Should they lose tonight there record will calm to 10-20. That would be suckitude of epic proportions. I’d be okay with it though if I got a Bruins win in return.
The Bruins won. There will be no first round sweep elimination this year.
The Red Sox are losing. I think we are just going to have to get used to that.
I watched the first episode of Star Trek: Strange New Worlds and I really enjoyed it. It feels like a return to form. Fingers crossed that feeling holds up.
I’m having a bit of gas pain tonight, but that’s expected. I’m going to walk around for a few minutes and then go to bed. I slept in a recliner last night so this will be my first night in my own bed. Sort of. I took a nap in the bed this afternoon, but you know what I mean.