Take These Broken Wings - Day 65

The week, it goes slow when you just want to (not to sound ice cold) get it over with. Yet, when you have memories and events you want to hold on to forever, they tend to evaporate like the fine mist that's been falling around here all day. 

The Red-Bellied gentleman made a rare deck appearance this morning! 

And off on a tangent I go ... According to this, there must be several reasons why he showed up. There's this thing with birds and my Dad. I don't have any particular inklings that it was a direct sign from him, but if it was, then, well played, Dad. Well played. 

There was another time of significance - my parents came over in order to tell me that Dad had cancer, and shortly thereafter, a grackle came down the chimney, broke through the stove-pipe cover (because we no longer had the woodburning stove in the house) and flew through the house. That was a treat ... NOT really. There's some nonsense about birds getting into houses being a bad omen. Whatever. That happened YEARS ago. If it was an omen, it was a very slowly evolving one. 

I'm probably not as ready for tomorrow as I might delude myself into thinking. I honestly don't know how I feel. I won't know til we get to the funeral home. I just don't know. Maybe it's some form of defense mechanism, or denial. 

In other news, I spent approximately two minutes on the new rowing machine today. Two. Baby steps. I want to formulate a routine. I think I've settled on early-mid morning, like 8:30 or 9:00 am ... I get up way stupid early most mornings, and I like to use that time to think, ponder, and otherwise plan my day. Then, once my Beloved gets up, I spend a few moments with him, make his lunch, and send him off to work. That time right after he leaves is the spot where I'm just not ready to work yet, and usually end up slacking off, and doing random shit here there, and everywhere. THAT time seems like an apropos time to get off my arse and do something productive, like exercise. 

That's all I got. I'm not writing with any type of coherence. It may be time for sleeps soon. 

Day 65 Progress

Weight: 206.4

What I et: 

- The morning coffee (1.5) 

- Leftovers from last night's dinner

- Pork rinds and chip dip 

- Diet Dr. Pepper 

- A Reese's peanut butter cup of enormous size, because fuck it. 

- The Afternoon Coffee

- Factor Sun-dried Tomato Chicken with zoodles - I added a bit of butter and parmesan sprinkle cheese for dramatic effect 

What's really apparent in the past few days (of keto) is that I'm probably not eating enough of something. However, most of what I do eat is VERY filling - to the point where, after lunch, I get ridiculously tired for a while. I don't know if it's too much protein, or what. I probably should incorporate more vegetation, salads, celery and sunflower butter, or something ... I'll get on that, right after maybe this week ...