Michael got up early and went with me to walk the dog this morning. He must really want something from me. Wonder what.
I had my two week visit to the diet clinic yesterday and I’ve lost seven lbs of fat in 13 days. Go me. Feels good. I would’ve lost more if I’d eaten more last week.
Weekends when I don’t have to go out of town the next week > weekends when I have to leave on Sundays. This weekend is the former.
Status: Alarm went off at 4:45 am Eastern, left hotel by 6:00, currently standing in a mile-long line at the Orlando airport for a Starbucks coffee, flight is at 8:25.
One time I agreed to meet a man that I met at the beach for a drink later that evening. He was ahead of me by about three cocktails when I arrived.
The first 30 minutes or so were fine. Then he pointed and said, “Damn, would you look at that?” so I looked and he was impressed with the attractive sexiness of a woman that he wanted me to see.
Then he remembered he had something to show me! He got out his phone and scrolled through about ten pics he’d taken of me at the beach that day before he had approached me.
I excused myself to go to the ladies’ room and kept walking right out the back door to my car and went home. And I really wanted copies of those pictures.