Diet Coaches/Buddies – We're staying with relatives who live out of reach of WiFi. I'm borrowing their family computer to type this before folks begin to wake. I feel like a caveman.
One evening I went for a three mile walk with my BIL after dark, CREDIT moi - a nice diversion from very full days preparing DW's childhood home for a massive yard sale on Saturday. I thought the job here was to prepare stuff to get rid of it. Apparently, the real task at hand is a massive therapy session as the siblings grieve the loss of their parents and the old house. Eating ranges from wise to comforting. I'm writing here to get my mind to remember that I'll carry all the nibbles home with me as body fat. Be well, all. I'll be back Monday.