Week 2.3 is a wash...
I had some sort of gastrointestinal distress that evisserated me mid-week. I spent the rest of the week, trying to feel human again. It's funny how that happens. You also tend to gain weight when you are sick. For some reason the body holds on to what it's got, when it's in a fight! And Since I was loosing it faster than I was taking it in for a time, when I took in more than I lost, I think my body said, YAY!
So, this next week, I'm home in Phx with the family to help my mom post-op. I should be fine, since I will be in totally charge of the house, what is fixed for meals and what is purchased at the store. I will also be cleaning out the pantry while I'm there.
Watch out, Chicken Fat is on a a mission.
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1 comment:
I think that is is so much easier to stay OP when you are in charge of the cooking. Sounds like everyone will benefit from you staying OP.
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