So, Trump is President. My weight is pretty up there right now. I’ve been working weekends on a project that launches in 14 days, 22 hours. (I have a countdown clock on my desktop.) I’m feeling exhausted, beat down, discouraged. I’m hoping once this project is over, I can get back to caring about eating right, exercising, taking action against the current regime besides just reposting articles on Facebook, etc. But right now, I just want to bury my head in work and TV.
I wouldn’t even be posting this depressing update, but once I notice that I haven’t posted in almost a year, it’s like a compulsion to keep it from actually being a year. Here, have a fluffy kitty pic, maybe that’ll help.
