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I started house-sitting last night.  I had about 20 errands to run but I finally got out there at 7pm.  I was hoping it would snow, but it didn't.  This meant I still had to get up for work this a.m..  It was SO cold and I was SO tired.  Getting up at 6:30 is a lot harder than 7:10.  I was able to take a nappy-poo on the express bus from Bellevue to Seattle though.  I woke up with an embarrassed jolt towards the end of the ride.  I couldn't believe I actually fell asleep.  The bus windows were foggy and it was so crowded that I had no idea where I was and I had a little mini-panic attack.  I felt bad until I noticed that the tiny man (yes tiny, his feet didn't touch the floor) next to me was asleep also.  I can't believe anyone would rather drive to work from the 'burbs.  I much prefer a nap in the a.m..  I did get off the bus feeling a little woozy and spacey, but it wasn't anything a little coffee couldn't help.

Last night I got into my jammies in front of their gigantic bedroom closet mirrors.  I noticed as I was putting on my comfy pants that I've gotten quite fat.  At first, I felt horrible and slumped down onto the bed with my hoody up and tightened.  Then I asked myself, "Would I still sleep with me".  Why yes, I would.  I would sleep with me.  I'm not an ogre.  I just have a little extra padding right now.  It's nothing a little mindfulness can't fix right?  I just like food a lot.  That's all.  Since I'm suddenly unable to consume red wine or chocolate (WAHHHHHHH!!!), that should help a lot.  I almost stuffed a fudgecicle in my mouth after dinner last night and then I remembered.  I think it was the first time in my life I've voluntarily put down chocolate.  It was horrible, but the migraines are worse. 

I felt so crummy and tired last night that all I had the energy to do was watch TV.  My head was better than earlier in the day, but still not great.  Fortunatly for me they have a huge TV and cable.  I watched a whole bunch of the emergency room shows.  Those are my favorite.  I did feel a little faint when they brought in the construction worker who had dropped 3000 lbs of steel on his foot and crushed ALL of it. (including all the arteries)

Housesitting can be kind of a blessing.  I miss living alone.  I was able to go to bed at 9pm and I didn't hear a peep all night long.  Even the cats were respectful.