Stuff in QUOTIDIEN

Poor Beth! It would appear that all her favorite, outdoor aromatherapy spots have all frozen over, which has propelled her on a fruitless search for the next, best thing: fresh laid cat poop. Unfortunately, she works a tight, unrelenting grid as I follow behind at the end of her leash - so cold, I am almost willing to provide the stench for her so that we can go back to the welcoming warmth of the house. I think she's actually afraid to pee, at this point. I don't imagine that the sudden frosting over of one's hoo-haa is a sought after sensation. So...maybe this whole aromatherapy thing is nothing more than procrastination, for her. Damn! Ten minutes to pee. Seriously? ... Day 28, and I'm still down 13 lbs. I'm happy with the results thus far. Still eating clean and doing what it takes to keep going. I tried to phase out my Trazadone for sleep figuring that maybe....just maybe, having rid myself of fake stuff, my body would now do what it is supposed to do. Nope. I rested somewhere in that world between wakefulness and sleep, where non-sensical thoughts chase the last - a long conga-line of craziness that I am aware of in sudden fits and starts. I broke down and finally took 1/2 of my Trazadone at midnight which may well account for this morning's fuzzy brain. I feel like a SIM without cheats, actually. Like my energy stores will be completely consumed by the most basic functions of my day.

May have to mainline coffee, today.