Turn and Face the Strange

All I wanted to do today was eat.

I finished breakfast; I wanted more. Same at lunch. Right after I had my snack (early) I could only think about when I'd next get to eat, and how far away it seemed. Tonight when a friend was busy chatting to the owner of the salon after our nails had long dried, all I could think was: I need my ice cream. (It's a ritual for us.)

I guess there's nothing to do but be grateful that not all days are like today.

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So, the nutritionist? Not much to report yet. I have to go back Monday to finish the introductory session. She hasn't made any comment about anything I've told her I eat, nor has she (yet) told me any swaps.

She's asked me a few questions about various foods that make me think I have a pretty good idea of where she might be going, and I'm not so sure I like it. But I am resistant to change at the best of times.

I'm trying to keep an open mind.

Day 37.