Can it get any worse….?
Shouldn’t say that, because obviously it can, but I feel sabotage coming on.
First, the good news. Despite some bad choices, total loss from week one of South Beach was 2 pounds.
Now, the bad news. Well, it’s not really news more so than a vent. Friday, I donated blood. I like to do this as I know it’s helpful and it doesn’t bother me too much; however, for some reason I had a really bad reaction and felt awful all night and through the day Saturday. Saturday night, I got really sick and while I was outside, I felt a bit faint and actually fainted. I came too and found myself laying on the sidewalk! Couldn’t believe it. I think I have given myself a concussion.
Fast forward to today. Got to work like normal. Got a text around the time my secretary should have been showing up for work. Not a good sign. Yep, calling in sick. Not like we don’t have a bazillion things to do. Went outside to smoke and realized I locked myself out! Sucks. Got back in and had a crappy-per-course Monday.
Got home and saw that my Garcinia Cambogia was delivered today (!). But, where is it? Not here…..
Like I said, what else can go wrong?
