State of me, the house . . . and food

[scarlettina]

Me and foodI've been doing a lot of self medicating with food lately. I realized yesterday that most of what I ate had been bread of some kind. I didn't leave the house. I napped for three hours after work and then didn't fall properly asleep until past 1 AM. My body felt like stale pita. I was sluggish and unhappy. I had stopped tracking my food

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[herself_nyc]

I feel your pain - truly wuly - and share your excitement about the construction. Yay! Give those glass people the stink eye. It seems like every project like that with a contractor involves one component of worker who doesn't show up when promised and drags the thing out; I've heard so many anecdotes about it that it's apparently a kind of Murphy's Law. Let you be the exception.

[peartreealley]

We had part of the house under renovation a few weeks ago--I'm so glad it's done. Now the Gryffindor is talking about other work on the house, and I'm bristling at the thought XD

How to tell a strawberry is ripe: give it a gentle tug. If it's ready to pluck, the stem will break right off. If it' resists, it's not yet ready.

[katybeth]

In my experience, strawberries are ripe about half a day after the critters steal them. Argh.