At first, I thought it was tied to my depression and thyroid issues. However, I am taking pills for both the depression and the thyroid and while the pills make me feel better emotionally, I still find myself being absolutely tired. This leads me to believe that I am not getting the best night of sleep that I can. Of course, it could have something to do with the late night visits from the kids or the fact that I wake up continuously to adjust my cpap mask.

Okay so i’m grasping at straws here.

I stepped on the almighty scale this morning and found that i’m up another pound.  WHAT!?

I would be totally lying (or made of stone) if I said this didn’t upset me.  Last week, I tracked every morsel that went in my mouth (even bites of this or nibbles of that).

Yesterday, I stepped on the scale and it read, 305.  This morning, I step on the scale and it read 308.4.  So i’m up 3 pounds from yesterday and a total of four pounds from 3 weeks ago.

February has not been my month y’all.

The *only* thing I can chalk this up to is needing to drink more water?

I have been quite stressed because of the move.  The house stuff is up in the air… *again*.  In fact, we were supposed to close today… but then fate intervened and now we will close sometime within 10 days…. if ever.   So maybe the gain is due to stress?

I need to go to the gym and take this out on the treadmill / elliptical.  I’ll be back later on in the morning to write something more cheery.

But right now… I really need to workout my frustration in the gym…otherwise, i’ll raid the fridge.  And i’ll take my frustration out on food like it stole something.