I've always been a water baby

Tuesday's and Wednesday's are my Early Start days. They're the two days out of the week when I have to be somewhere, so I get up earlier. That way I can fit in Coffee and Contemplation/Yarn Therapy, and still get my blog posted before I have to leave for my appointments. Then by the time I get home, pretty much everything else is done and I can just relax. Most of the time I'll take a nap. Then I'll watch something and partake in more Yarn Therapy.

However, after next week, all that might change.

Next week is my first session of Aquatic Therapy. It's pretty darn likely that it will all work out and I'll need to do it several days a week to start bringing my weight down.

It will suck to have to get up and go places every day, or every other day... but, it's probably worth it to get some exercise in that won't trigger the inflammation.

I really need to get back on track and start counting calories again too. I'm tired of hovering around the same, unhealthy weight.

Now... I'm not sure how often I'd be in Aquatic Therapy, chances are it still might not be enough to see any real difference. Thankfully, Bran and I still intend to join a gym sometime soon'ish. Those visits will be in the evening and I will probably have a pool to myself where I can bob around and do my thing.

Might sound strange, but I'm actually pretty in love with the idea.

I've always been a water baby.

Now I just need to hope and pray that my swimsuit still fits.

Mental Health / Unfuck Yourself:

- Therapy – Yeah, so I saw both Bubbles and Valkyrie yesterday. Bubbles and I agreed that since I had zero adverse effects to cutting that one psyche med in half, it would be just fine to eliminate it completely. Truth is, I only asked for that one because I needed her to turn my emotions off during those Screeching Harpy days. That bitch is no longer a problem, so I no longer require the numbing effect of that particular med.  

I see Bubbles again in a month to see if we can wipe out one of the other meds that I supposedly use to help me sleep. To be honest, that med never worked that well, so I don't anticipate any problems there.  

I also had a chance to share with her what's been going on with JerkDad, and she even used the word Narcissist without me having to say it.

Then I had Valkyrie time!!

We missed each other. We had to skip last week because I was seeing my weight loss doctor.  

I told her all about the latest with JerkDad too, and she's equally concerned about the Unicorn's health. Her strongest advice, since we all know that JerkDad won't listen to me, was to suggest that the Unicorn herself request a nutritional screening of her own.

Which, I hate to say it, she probably won't do.

She has the very abused, broken puppy syndrome where she's afraid to speak up for her needs.

I'm pretty sure this is going to be one of those things where JerkDad's behavior will have to land the Unicorn in a hospital bed before he'll listen to anyone.

Naturally I entertain the fantasy about CPS needing to get involved at that point.

I also talked with Valkyrie at length about this being the first time I'd stood up to him, and Bran helping me figure out why this time was different. And now that I've seen JerkDad tuck tail and fucking RUN at the first sign of opposition, I want MORE.

I want him to come at me so I have the chance to call him a narcissistic sociopath to his face. Not even in a safe little email this time. Right to his actual face, and then dare him to get a full psychiatric evaluation when he denies it. I want to tell him to not just 'say' I'm wrong, but fucking 'PROVE' me wrong. That if he can get a psychologist to sign off on the fact that he doesn't have narcissistic sociopathy, I'll back down. But if I'm right, he needs to get treatment.

Valkyrie and I both smiled at that one.

It's a cute fantasy, but we both acknowledge that for right now, a fantasy is all it is.

- Writing – Nothing new to report.

- Reading – Okay... I'm definitely at the 'I don’t care about the characters anymore' point with the current read. The heroine is all wrapped up in her head that the divorce isn't final yet, so the guy she wants is technically still married. Even though the wife is in prison for murder and the husband knows she did it and just needs to prove it. So, he's not even in love with the wife anymore and he only wants the heroine and blah blah blah, tragic separation of the one true pairing because the heroine is sticking to her guns that her lover might someday want to reconcile with his wife and she's no home wrecker.

So, right there, I don't share the same prissy family values.

And, secondly, since when is it the responsibility of the soon to be Ex Husband to do the police investigators job?

Ugh... done.

Moving on.

- Yarn Therapy – So, it takes me about 45 minutes to get one full row done if I knit non-stop. And normally I get distracted a lot... so this set of legwarmers is going S L O W... but, hey... at least they'll keep me busy for a while.

- Sleep / Fitbit – 5 hours 16 minutes, 2x awake, 12x restless, 28 minutes awake/restless. Last night was another bad night for the reflux too. At one point the stomach acid actually burned my esophagus. My doctor told me to contact her if that happened so she could give me something to help control the acid. So, it's on my list to make sure that I do that.

- Fur-babies – Dreamy was in a CUDDLY mood last night! No Yarn Therapy during Cat Therapy!

Physical Health / Unfuck Yourself:

- Weight Management – I've been HUNGRY lately. Like, really hungry!! Even with the raised dosage on one of my appetite suppressants... I'm still fucking HUNGRY.

What the actual fuck?

Relationships / Family:

- Bran – So, Bran's going to be getting this new job that will keep him busy on the weekends. I know he needs the extra money for bills and to buy the toys he's going to need for the very intermittent job down in Kansas. But, he likes to joke with me that he needs more money just so he can get me on an all Paleo diet. Essentially blaming my special needs for the reason that he has to work every day of the week.

I know he's just joking... but it still trips my guilt triggers.

All the same, though... I am really looking forward to being able to afford the Bone Broth Protein powder.

- The Unicorn – Other than what was already mentioned regarding JerkDad, there's no update here.

Relationships / Sweeties:

- Updates on Favorites -  

- Blue Falcon – I sent him a Happy Anniversary text last night and thanked him for pretty much saving my life in 2017. He texted back that he's glad that he met me and he's happy that he was able to help.

I know that means a lot to him. His primary function is to help people, and he gets taken advantage of A LOT! So, being appreciated and seeing the way his care and attention has actually paid off for someone. I know he feels good about it.

- Sweeties -

Nothing new to report.

 - AmbiguSweeties -

 - Pathfinder - Nothing new to report.

- Cuddle Crush – You have NO idea how hard it's been to prevent myself from messaging her. With Bran's new weekend job coming up, I'll have the place to myself on the weekends. The Chamber of Snuggles will once again be able to open its doors.

Naturally, the first person I would think of to bring into those soft folds would be my Cuddle Crush.

Doom!

Doom, I say!

Every emotional strand in me is screaming "Invite her over! Because white chocolate popcorn, and Lost Girl! She's a succubus too, she'd be all over that shit!"

And every logical strand is countering with "Cassandra Complex!!"

So far, logic is winning...  

Good.

Let's keep it that way.

Relationships / Just Friends:

Nothing new to report.

End Notes:  

As usual, I seem to have very little to say in closing... Bran is awake now, so I'm going to get to posting this and get on with my day.