This is shaping up to be a bad week...this is the third day I have worked 13 hours, and Im dying here. Mentally and physically.
Yesterday I got home at 9 at night, went to bed at 10, and then there was a fire in my building at 1015, and I had to spend the next 45 min outside in the cold instead of getting my precious beauty sleep.
The good news is I am down 2 pounds from Monday, so that weighin was definitely a fluke. I am still up from my low last week, but TOM is definitely approaching and I can feel the bloat. Exercise is just not happening right now, so thats not helping either.
When will this week end?!?