Bee-ing Succinct

Exactly how sick are you trying to get?

Since the fiance has departed I’ve learned I don’t really have much to do.  He is my best friend and I really don’t have any friends here.  I’ve fallen back into my old ways…lots of television, lots of movies, lots of books.  I’ve also fallen into a couch potato rutt…after the gym.

Yesterday I sat on the couch after spending all day Saturday in the gym…eating a weird assortment of food.  I think it made me sick.  I had potatoes, chicken, stove stop, peanut butter, chocolate caramel, more peanut butter, ice cream shake, chips. And after I realized that I had only eaten a bunch of crap during the day, I went out and got a salad.  The salad was good; the other crap I had was nasty.  I was like a hog yesterday.

My concern is that I’m doing this because he’s away and I really don’t want it to be that way.  He’s going to be gone for eight weeks…I’m going to be a huge hog and have a messed up gastric problems by the time he returns.  I really have to get out of this.  It’s not like I’m not going to the gym but I’m still vegging out.  Sunday is my lazy day anyway, but yesterday was ridiculous.

The ironic thing is…by the time I went to sleep I thought I was going throw up.  I didn’t, but my dog did.