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Mar. 7th, 2015 11:31 amWow, it's been a long time since I updated my LJ profile. I took down the George W Bush countdown clock after he left office (if you hadn't guessed, I wasn't exactly a big fan of Dumbya), but other than that it's been mostly the same since about 2005. While there haven't been a whole lot of changes, a few things have happened in the last 10 years that warranted adding or removing some items.
Today I get to help my dad move a new refrigerator into the crazy lady's apartment. My parents own a two-apartment house which they rent out to tenants. The lady in the upstairs apartment has some untreated mental illness, and she will talk people into corners with the little details of her life. And it's difficult to break free from it, because she follows you around and talks to you. At some point, she found out that I worked in architecture, so now every time she sees me, she talks about all the decorating things she does around the house, assuming that is what I do. She's trying to be a good person, but especially with my limited tolerance for casual conversation, dealing with her is an exercise in frustration.
I've lost about 10-15 pounds/5-7 kg on the diet so far, so there's that. The toughest part is between lunch and dinner, especially during the workweek. It ends up being a long stretch without food, from the salad lunch at 12:30 to dinner when I get home from work, around 7. And admittedly, I don't always eat a great dinner. But I have otherwise been keeping up with the diet fairly well. The 3/4 mile walk from my home to the bus stop twice a day helps, too.
Blast from the past:
Today I get to help my dad move a new refrigerator into the crazy lady's apartment. My parents own a two-apartment house which they rent out to tenants. The lady in the upstairs apartment has some untreated mental illness, and she will talk people into corners with the little details of her life. And it's difficult to break free from it, because she follows you around and talks to you. At some point, she found out that I worked in architecture, so now every time she sees me, she talks about all the decorating things she does around the house, assuming that is what I do. She's trying to be a good person, but especially with my limited tolerance for casual conversation, dealing with her is an exercise in frustration.
I've lost about 10-15 pounds/5-7 kg on the diet so far, so there's that. The toughest part is between lunch and dinner, especially during the workweek. It ends up being a long stretch without food, from the salad lunch at 12:30 to dinner when I get home from work, around 7. And admittedly, I don't always eat a great dinner. But I have otherwise been keeping up with the diet fairly well. The 3/4 mile walk from my home to the bus stop twice a day helps, too.
Blast from the past:
