So much for accountability via blogging. It turns out, you can just NOT write anything and then you don’t have to ‘fess up to anything.
But, then I suppose you also don’t get anywhere.
So, here’s what I’ve been up to. On Easter part 1, I had a massive fight with my mother, who now seems to not be returning my calls. I oscillate between frustration and relief. The week after that, I ate moderately well, though I’m still not getting any exercise.
Last weekend, Easter redux, I visited my dad and his wife. It was a lovely time. In between, I have been cramming my cram hole with cinnamon rolls, custard, pizza, indian food… All kinds of bad stuff.
Friends, I’m not even going to try to justify it. Basically, I have had zero self-control. I’m in one of those funks where I just don’t care enough to even try. I strongly suspect that getting some exercise would help. It has been raining the past couple of days but tonight it looks like it will be dry (if dark and cold) after work, so maybe I’ll work up the motivation to try a run on the ol’ injured ankle.
Or maybe I’ll buy myself some pie instead. Only time will tell.