Okay, no. I didn’t eat half a box of chocolates even, but I DID end up going way over my calorie allowance for the day. Let’s see. I started out REALLY well with a scoop of fat free cottage cheese with pineapple and a nice heaping bunch of strawberries. THEN, that chicken/pineapple stir fry at lunch, which had a teryaki flavor <sweet> and I KNOW it was too many calories…and then the pork roast for supper was taking forever to cook (I think it wasn’t completely thawed out when I put it in the oven; good thing I learned how to use a meat thermometer: I didn’t use one, and relied on “guesswork” for years, with the result being some over/underdone roasts more often than I care to admit) so I ate two squares of dark chocolate (a good “MUFA”, donchew know?) and THEN, finally supper, but by then (8:30 PM) I wasn’t really all that hungry anymore and just had a slice of roast and about half  a baked potato with FF sour cream. Went to bed, and COULD. NOT. SLEEP. no matter what I did or how many sheep (or other things that I counted). Then Yoko-the-cat came in and started hissing under the bed at Daisy-the-other-cat, and I heard something outside (or not - I could’ve imagined that, but I didn’t imagine the cats arguing) and I have to tell you that sometimes I find it extremely aNnoYinG that DH can sleep through anything, including his own snoring. Finally, at around 1:30 (Had to be up at 5:30 to get dressed & ready for work) I got up and heated some milk in the microwave because warm milk is supposed to help you sleep, correct? except warm milk isn’t very tasty, so (and here’s the BAD part) I had to make some graham crackers and peanut butter to accompany that nasty, bland milk. Like maybe TEN graham crackers with peanut butter? I’m not sure. By then, my eyes were pretty bleary, after all. How many graham crackers are in a sleeve, anyway? I GUESS I finally fell asleep after that, but woke up again at 3:00AM, and yep - again at 4:30. What was up with THAT? Up at 5:30, but soooo tired and uncoordinated; couldn’t even find my car keys (and I NEVER lose my car keys!) so I got a somewhat late start - wouldn’t have been bad at all, in fact, except that there was an accident on the turnpike and the traffic was backed up for a couple of miles, and then yet ANOTHER accident right after the toll booths coming into Boston, so it was all backed up again GETTING THROUGH the toll booths, and I didn’t get into work until 8:30, which wouldn’t be bad at all, except that the CEO had scheduled a meeting for 8:00 - I don’t know why he does that on Mondays, when Mondays are argueably the WORST traffic days getting into the city - so anyway, I walked in late, which wasn’t a terrible crime of course, but I didn’t have time to stop in the lunch room for a coffee, so I had to sit through the meeting until 10:30 WITHOUT any coffee, and I am SO TIRED that I could fall asleep sitting here at my desk. I really feel bad, too, about all those damned graham crackers and know that if I’d been fully conscious, I never would’ve eaten them. Well, I’ll do better now, but I don’t know what I’m going to do if I don’t get some sleep tonight. I’m thinking maybe I’ll stop at the drugstore and get some OTC sleeping pills or something? Auuurrrgh.

Okay, here’s to better days ahead.

TTFN

Hugs,

Z