I ate a second (bean) taco when I really only felt like eating one. I ate a chocolate mini-donut without thinking, because I wanted something sweet, it was there, and there was only one left. Up to now, I've had only about three ounces of water today. I ate several of the aforementioned donuts for breakfast. I just felt like having them.

It was not a very good food day.

It was a rough day anyway. School was delayed again. Hammy was home sick. I had to go into work late and ride the bus to do so. Work ran late. And I still haven't found my physical form. I'm still stressing over Hammy's substandard report card and bad judgment the other day. I'm still worried about my marriage, even after going to counseling together yesterday. The big things make the smaller things more worrisome for some reason. Adding more weight to an already taxing load, I suppose.

I think I need some new books. And a haircut.

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