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Shake, Shake, Shake

2012306 Second day of diet.  I am ready for someone to open my mouth and pour in a gallon of sweet Georgia iced tea.  Primarily for the sugar.  Although the taste would be good about now.  Anything would be good about now.

How shaky am I?  Well, let's see.  I dropped something I was drying.  Picked it up, turned around and dropped a glass into the dishwasher (that was open and filled with clean dishes.  Right.  Hubby, seeing the state of being I was in, ran over to the rescue and picked up the bigger shards.  Ummm... except he forgot about the shards in the dishwasher or the fact the dishes would need to be run through again - after glass clean up.  I just left it all there in place.  I told the family to avoid the dishes in the dishwasher (kinda hard to do when when I'd waited forever to run the thing in the first place).  Plastic to the rescue.

This is the day when you have to determine 1) don't get on the scale - this could be the prelude the physical harming of a living breathing thing (that includes dog and cat) 2) don't expect much from painting (unless you want a picture that could grace the walls of The Night Gallery) 3)probably shouldn't work on lace shawl (hey -I'm on 16 of the repeat and this is NOT the time to goof up the project - four more repeats to go and then the edging)

So what did I do?  I painted.  It's okay - I stopped myself from killing the canvas.  I stuck to the diet with a passion (think a hybrid between Weight Watcher's and South Beach)  I did knit - very slowly and carefully and watched old movies so I wouldn't' be tempted to look up at the screen.

And watched the clock - hoping for the time when I could go to bed and put this day to rest. 

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Hang in there - I'm with you! Except that my weight loss program is more a combination of Weight Watchers and eating whatever I like (doesn't work very well). I need to be more disciplined... .

Arrrgh! It's so hard, isn't it? Hang in there, girlfriend. Maybe have a piece of cheese when you get shaky?

Your reference to the Night Gallery made me smile. It used to be one of my favorite shows as a kid.

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