Must Keep Busy

G has appointments today so will be "in and out", I have a few small housekeeping chores to do and then some much needed garden work--planting, and finally, the Myths piece to work on.  Remember when I said I had gotten my "art mojo" back?  Well, it went back into hiding almost as soon as I typed that statement.  I no longer like my original myth idea.  I no longer even like the theme.  It's a miss with me.

At work we have settled into the grumble part of the year.  Not much to do but water, water, water and our hours keep getting cut and people need money to live--so, things get testy as one person loses a day and another adds a day.  I am reconsidering my decision to work all five of my days.  Negative energy is NEVER a good thing for me.  My tan is looking very nice.

Riley has settled into a "new and strange" behavior pattern.  He is experiencing "fear" of the foyer again and must be walked thru that part of the house with either G or myself.  Otherwise he stays in the living room or the kitchen and CAN'T go anywhere on his own, whining so we'll come and give him safe passage to the other room.  He is also sleeping under our bed.  Which involves some very complicated moves on Riley's part as he is a very large dog and the under bed space isn't very deep.  He can, also, only enter and exit from the same spot.  Even if his front paws are outside at the foot of the bed, he must wriggle backwards to exit under my pillow.  Where he enters.

This must be some sort of compulsive disorder.  It's not new.  Riley is a very submissive dog and I guess this comes with the territory.  He is also very intelligent, for a dog.  Perhaps he needs to see a therapist.  He may be conflicted about his role as a dog.  I am just kidding.  Or not.

My breakfast this morning was the last three HB eggs and mayo.  It was good.  I think it was good because it was the last three HB eggs.  I won't be making more, anytime soon.  Dinner last night was two ham and cheese rolls.  I usually really enjoy them--but not last night.  And my SF jello was cherry.  It was like eating a cough drop.  I guess raspberry is the best SF jello for taste.  So, not the best day for food yesterday.  I compensated by eating two large chunks of granola.  They changed the Big Sky recipe and these new "chunks" don't have nearly the amount of seeds and nuts as the original.  Almost entirely oatmeal.  I think they will be going into the compost bucket to save me from being tempted to eat the remainder.  I am on a roller coaster ride here with cereal carbs.

The long stall in weight loss is causing me to doubt my low carb lifestyle.  It works when I can see some results; like a few pounds lost each month. But to see nothing since January?  Yes, I know.  I am also NOT seeing any weight gain.  That should be enough.  But I am still seeing all the fat rolls across my belly, hips and knees.  I am wearing shorts and summer clothes. I even wore my "test pants" out in public last week.  Yes, they fit nicely enough that I could wear them outside the house.

In a fit of confidence, I removed all the loose fitting clothing from my closet.  And I wished that the tight stuff I got rid of from 2008 to 2011 was still here.  I even wished the stuff I wore in the later part of the 1980's was still stored somewhere in the attic.  Especially the cotton dresses.  And that little red dress with the cross over neckline.  I am unhappy and discouraged right now.  A DANGEROUS place to be when one is addicted to high carb foods.  Must Keep Busy.