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Monday, February 27th, 2023 10:54 pmI'm still eating breakfast upstairs because it's still more convenient, to say nothing of less painful. Truly, how did I manage to go up and down those stairs back in pre-op days when I had to wear a support around my knee 24/7? Upshot is I haven't been weighing myself daily as I used to, but yesterday I did, and discover that not drinking has not lost me any weight. In fact I've gained another three pounds and am now 20 pounds heavier than when I used to limp up and down those stairs. Yeah, that'll do it. So it's stop with the cheese and the butter and the sugary Bolthouse lattes (which I will miss) and if I must snack, do it with carrot sticks and guacamole.
Thus I walked today, before the evening's snow dump, and had sushi and a single glass of wine and limped home as the wind blew high and the pressure dropped. There's several inches of sludge out there now, much of which will turn sludgier in tomorrow's highs of 5C/40F. Not knowing when or if the freezing rain would start, I forebore to shovel the stuff while it was still snow and to lay down salt, because as I've said ad nauseam my melter doesn't, and I might have merely been preparing a skating rink.
But nice dream last night about a new coffee shop in my neighbourhood where I met my brother amongst the twining branches that made up some of the walls. Woke and then couldn't remember the name of my old coffee shop that turned into a restaurant in 2016. Sip and dunk, was it? Weird, because I went there several times a week from 2009 on.
Thus I walked today, before the evening's snow dump, and had sushi and a single glass of wine and limped home as the wind blew high and the pressure dropped. There's several inches of sludge out there now, much of which will turn sludgier in tomorrow's highs of 5C/40F. Not knowing when or if the freezing rain would start, I forebore to shovel the stuff while it was still snow and to lay down salt, because as I've said ad nauseam my melter doesn't, and I might have merely been preparing a skating rink.
But nice dream last night about a new coffee shop in my neighbourhood where I met my brother amongst the twining branches that made up some of the walls. Woke and then couldn't remember the name of my old coffee shop that turned into a restaurant in 2016. Sip and dunk, was it? Weird, because I went there several times a week from 2009 on.
