Weight: 329.6 lbs
( 149.5 kg)
BMI: 42.3
Waist: 53.5 in (135.9 cm)
WtHr: 72.3%
Breakfast: Bacon and Eggs
Lunch:
Millionaire Chicken Casserole
Dinner:
Pork Ribs
Drinks: Salted Coffee with Cream, Kroger Seltzer, Sugar
Free Monster Peachy Keen, Powerade Zero Orange
Sober Month 8
(Day 243)
Keto Day 6
I was able to post a little bit early yesterday so I tried to read a bit before I went to sleep. I was trying to read Dr Stephen Hawking's "A brief History of Time" I would like to know what divine power is involved that every time I come across something explaining Quantum Mechanics I am always dead tired. I know that quantum mechanics are inherently incomprehensible, but just once I would like to come across when I'm awake and sober. Eight months sober, but it was half past midnight my eyelids were sticking and I'm trying to read about the double slit light experiment and particle/wave duality
Did a little bit
of cherry picking on the weight this morning as the scale didn't seem
to want to pick a single number as each time I stepped on it the
scale gave me a different answer ranging from 329.4 lbs to 330.8 lbs
329.6 seemed to be the most consistent answer though so I went with
that one. Still a little annoyed that it's more than yesterday. But
still considerably down for the year. And the projection for this
year looks like it's going to be the lowest year since 2017.
I work 10-7 today
so I wasn't able to drink the entire pot of coffee like I normally
would have, but I did get past half. What I was able to do was rename
the bills in the financial program. I had numbered each bill so that
they'd be in order, but the dumb-ass thing had put the water bill on
top even though it was numbered 10. Because 10 starts with a 1 so
obviously that comes before 2. I hate it when computers do that. So
instead of having them numbered I have them Lettered. So instead of
having 1. Paycheck 2. Groceries, 3. Rent etc, I now have A. Paycheck,
B. Groceries, C. Rent etc.
First half of
work was a long half there were busy spikes, but for the most part it
was pretty stably busy. It was too busy for me to take a break.
However I didn't feel like I needed to take a break. Probably because
I came in early and had a later lunch. So the 3 O'clock lunch that I
would normally have was technically later in the day, but as it was
the time I would normally go to lunch I didn't feel like I needed a
break. Not sure if that was written out in a way that makes sense. I
did have a Powerade halfway through the first half. I was starting
feel tired close to the end of that half. I found myself in the drink
isle reaching for a Red Bull. I was able to talk myself out of it
because, “Yeah, I'm tired, I'm also poor. And I go to lunch in 45
minutes.” If I would have had that Red Bull, I'd be drinking a Red
Bull, and then going home and drinking a Monster with lunch.
When I was home
for lunch I set up the ribs in the oven. I had started preheating the
oven when I first got home and then sat down. I had almost forgotten
to put the ribs in the oven before I left.
Second half of
the day wasn't as busy as the first half, it was a lot more stable. I
had some really uncomfortable burps right after lunch. There were
quite a few times when I had felt like there was a bubble in my gut,
so I'd bring some air into my gut to force the burp, but then it'd
get stuck. So there was quite awhile the second half of the day were
it probably looked like I was about to spew up everywhere just trying
to force myself to belch. I did force myself to avoid buying another energy drink during the second half of the day. It just wasn't necessary. But the habit was telling me that I hadn't bought the second drink yet, I had to buy another one. I just told myself that if I'm just drinking not for being thirsty, just for the procedure of drinking that seems more like addiction than thirst.
There was a
strange situation with the grocery truck. The truck's landing gear
were stuck down. And when they tried to get it into the store's
landing dock it just got jammed. So they couldn't get the truck all
of the way to the door. The grocery guy who was supposed to unload
the truck was trying to convince the driver to take the trailer back to the warehouse to have it loaded into another trailer. I had to go back up front as I was supposed to be a cashier. He said that it was possible to "High load" unload the truck, but it'll take hours to reset the pallet jack and move everything around to just unload the pallets for our store. When I was leaving for the day I peeked out of the back door and that's exactly what he was doing. Roommate got a kick out of that. He said that if the truck driver was driving around with the landing gear down he was lucky he didn't get snagged on railroad rail or something. I would imagine deforming a railroad line would lead to a lot of paper work, on top of paper work, with some paper work on top of that. And some paper work in between.
Today was the last day of work
before I have vacation. I tried to not tell too many people that I
was going on vacation as the conversation will go sort of like this.
Me: I'm going on vacation
Them: Oh? Where are you going?
Me: Well, I'm...
Them: Are you going to go far?
Me: No, I'm just...
Them: Oh, I went on a cruise once, are you going on a cruise?
Me: No, I...
Them: Oh, a road trip, are you taking a long road trip, people will go on and on about national parks
Me: home, I'm just...
Them: Oh? You're going back to your home? Where's you're hometown?
Me: I kind of want to facepalm other people.
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