Desmond’s room is my Everest. I don’t know if I’m gonna make it.
I’ve eliminated many books from his room, an entire broken Walmart bookcase worth. One basket for donating, two for Aislyn. I don’t know where I’m going to put them all for her, though. She has a high-quality bookcase that is full or almost full.
Although I got up so late, I’m still tired right now. I’m just realizing, though, that I didn’t take my afternoon meds, so that could have something to do with it.
Today wasn’t good WW-wise, but I tracked everything, so at least there’s that. I didn’t weigh myself this morning, so I don’t know if I gained last week, but probably I did, because I really didn’t stay on program at all.
Desmond has written a new book: Total Pencil Island. We’re going to go read it now. He’s very creative. He wants to be a writer like me. Or a place worker.