Steven’s nasty tempered cat misses him. She’s very anti-social (like Steven) but she jumped up on my bed about an hour ago and she’s followed me around since I got up. Now she’s sitting beside me purring like there’s no tomorrow. She’s used to me getting Steven up about now and running to meet him when he comes downstairs. It’s strange to see her behaving like this.
I got a little disorganized yesterday. Ate well and did my 100 laps in the pool but my eating was bottom-heavy. Lite all day and then most of my calories late. I don’t want to do that but it’s difficult to keep on track once the day starts rolling.
Again, I didn’t leave school until 4:15 Nine straight hours with a mere twenty minutes for lunch. Not exactly conductive to good eating habits. I left work, took Holly home, stopped to get a haircut and pick up groceries . By the time I got home, it was 6:00 and I still had to do my laps. Don’t know that there’s any solution. That’s just the way some days go.
And now, if I’m going to get this one off to a good start, I’d better hit the shower.