I meant to ask for prayers this morning, perhaps a moment of silence, as I prepared to put on clothes for the first time in quite a while.
I forgot.
The Lord had mercy on my britches, however, and I shimmied right into those babies.
I attribute my success to fasting for 24 hours twice a week, and the good Lord.
Why though does it seem I’m fasting every eight hours? Y’all it comes around quick. But here’s the deal, I’m kinda digging it, it works for me.
I drink lots of water, coffee frappes, water, maybe a glass of wine before bed, and water. I don’t have to think about food, I just drink. Today I changed it up a bit with a huckleberry sloshie, a reward for surviving three months at home, and returning to a job I love, my first day back. Huckleberry sloshie sounded good in theory, but actually taste like children’s grape cough medicine. I don’t recommend the Huckleberry sloshie.
During days I’m not fasting, I eat normal, whatever I want, keeping carbs on the lower side of things. And it’s worked. A couple weeks ago I thought all hope was gone, and my pants might not fit over my knees...tada, it’s all good.
Most of my work family are back, for which I’m grateful. I missed them terribly. As I was walking from the parking garage today, a gentleman asked me if I brought him a coffee frappe, nope but I could have. We admired one another’s mask, talked about how butt-ugly they were. I told him with us wearing them though, we’re dead sexy. Made him laugh, I did too. He concurred, yes we are, he tells me.
Masks and I don’t do well at all. They’re hot. I generate enough heat for several homes wearing the dang mask. I do it for work, only when I’m in the hallway, or when guests come in to shop. And then I shuck that sucker, nasty contaminated piece of crap.
How I’ve missed people though. I still have a sense of humor, I was getting a little concerned. I’ve missed laughing. As security was getting my temp today, asking me all the crazy questions, we began to make up our own questions, and we laughed a lot. I like those folks. They’re good to me. I’ve missed them.
My second guests today were from Dallas, with kids at A&M. You know I get excited when Texas folks come in. They’ll be back tomorrow and we will play dress up, play in Ms. Jane’s jewelry box, and have fun talking all things Aggies.
I’m so grateful to have a job. Melancholy is a fun sucker, and it was becoming a little too comfortable in my presence.
Maggie was glad to see me this afternoon, and I missed her, I think I heard her say 'likewise ma’am'. She’s snuggled close tonight.
We’re tired. There won’t be any of that staying up till four or five in the morning. Hopefully we will sleep like babies.
I don’t know much concerning current events today. I like staying up with news. Today I took a break. Families are hurting. Multitudes of GOOD LEO’s are making tough decisions tonight.
America is at a crossroad. I don’t like chaos. I’d like to move off grid.
In the mean time I’ll fast occasionally, shimmy in my britches, and meet new people. And I’ll hug my pup and snuggle George W.
We love you guys.
D, Maggie Rose and George W
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