Outnumbered

Last night was the beginning of 3 nights with our grand-dogs this weekend (we have them 4 nights next weekend too).  One has doggie dementia and one is a persnickety chihuahua.  We have our hands full -- especially getting 4 medications into the chihuahua twice a day.  Lord help us.  EVERYONE got up super early this morning because the medication comes with meat lol.  Meat excitement might be better than Christmas morning.

Life coaching yesterday was about FS stuff.  Take-away is "it's easy to be me."  I keep telling myself it's so hard to show up as myself.  That's not helping anything -- leaves me stressed and overwhelmed.  Switching the thought to "it's easy to be me."  Both are true -- why not pick the one that serves me best.

Volunteer training went well too.  I also had a fingerprint appointment.  This is moving along.

And then I snacked all night on chocolate and caramel.  Seriously?!?!?  I give up -- not really, but it feels like I should.  I have no words.  

I have coaching again on Monday.  This might be the topic.  I've coached on it before to no avail though.  Also, maybe it's time to explore HRT.  

Anyway ...

Today is a homebound day because of the grand-dogs.  

I have a library pickup -- 5 books.  Oops.  I finished this historical fiction.  It was enjoyable, but very lite on the actual history.  Obviously, historical fiction takes a lot of liberties, but based on the author's note, she took significantly more than I'd expect.  Fabricated juicy story lines with no basis -- usually there's some rumors in the day or something that the author chooses to expand on.  Nope, just made it up.  That's strange since it's about actual people and these were BIG liberties.  

I didn't want or expect to be up this early today.  I'm in a sugar coma and hoped to sleep later.  It's totally on me.  Long length of day ahead.  I'm hoping to salvage something and have a good day.  Oh, and I'm tossing the rest of the candy.

Later gators.