Days under RDI (DURDI?) = 01. Yay. The liver & onions (sorry) did their usual appetite suppressing even to the point that 1) I put back the ‘girl scout candy bar’ that I picked up at the checkout counter and 2) chose a banana / yogurt / chia seed shake over ice cream. Yay L&O for getting me thru the day.
I picked up an OTC ‘Restful Leg’ tablet and perhaps that, combined with a hot jacuzzi and the banana shake at bedtime I didn’t have as much discomfort last night. One day at a time and now the same for nights. Or as my Angel shared: worry about nothing, pray about everything. I'm going to add 'be grateful for all of it'.
The oddest thing happened at the grocer yesterday. Just as I was approaching the checker a woman walked up in line behind me, nothing in hand, and just stood there, staring at the magazine shel. I smiled and nodded at her thinking she was just picking out some Juicy Fruit or reading headlines or something. About 2-3 items in on checking my basket a guy with a gallon of milk showed up and stood beside her.
So, oops, she was just holding the line for him and had I KNOWN that I would have let her go in front of me although I only had 20 or so items myself. I always do that. But then they stood there staring at my basket and leaning their heads together to whisper and smile.
‘What was so freaking amusing?’ my paranoid little mind asked. It just really bothered me to the point that I looked directly at them and asked ‘can I help you?’ but they were so involved with their nodding toward my basket they didn’t hear me. It was really freaking me out and I rarely get freaked out like that. And it cycled because I have been vigilant on paying attention to the register and nearly missed some sale items rang up incorrectly and snipped at the checker. So much so that the bag boy asked about me being upset on the way to the car - they know me and that’s so unlike me. I usually reserve my shrieking for the car.
But whatever it was.. I was just on a roll and basically drove home like this, mostly inside… some outside.. esp when I got behind the ‘we like to haul flatbed trailers on our truck but don’t feel the need to install brake lights’ parade:
Which was ironic as I’d just come from having a wonderful massage. Weird. Fortunately it passed quickly. And I guess I can consider ‘road rage’ some sort of aerobic exercise, yes?
So here’s to everyone having a Terrific Thursday, aye? Cheers.
Bella
