Thursday was up up. In the middle of lunch I felt like bursting into tears I felt like throwing up I made a quick exit thank you Becky.
Yesterday worked all day. Last night went to a party with old friends who teach at UTC. I had one and one half glasses of white wine. Sort of. Felt like throwing up. Pain even with arms supported with pillow. Took more oxy. Ate food. Felt better. Had a full glass of wine. I was afraid the party would make me sad but it didn't make me sad. I am happy not teaching. I am happy with what I'm doing. I have the intellectual stimulation of EFM. I get my teaching kick groove on in my workshop at Grace. I have almost endless time to write. And what I am writing is good.
Trouble with allergies.
Ate a TON of candy last night.
Morning stretching is a habit now.
Have lost 17 pounds.
(Watch for fallout from alcohol and sugar.)
Mood = Good so far