Yes, it is a happy Friday. I’m still sweating like a pig, even on that medication, and Stink Eye is in here, giving me the stink eye, but it’s all good.
It’s warm out, I’m back on my meds, life is pleasant and beautiful.
I’ve been busy. Good workout today.
I’ve invented a new sport. It involves making room for more Honda returnables in the audit area. It’s like Tetris, but sweatier and far more challenging.
And it’s over quick.
I’m in a very good mood.
I don’t know. I don’t look that heavy to me. In any mirror. The scale and everyone else’s phone camera say something entirely different, though.
So which one is the right one?
I mean, don’t get me wrong, I don’t look skinny, either. Don’t worry, I’m not going blind.
I just don’t look as bad as my brain says I look, based on photos or the scale.
Maybe it has something to do with Abilify and my self-perception?
I don’t think that’s it, though. The Abilify just makes me less mean to myself. It restores the little self-advocating Leah who sits on one shoulder. The mean Leah is still on the other shoulder, but she’s much weaker.
I should go. It’s probably time. Those boxes won’t stack themselves.
Talk later. ☺️😊🙃