Ash Thoreau

Well, I’ve officially hit a plateau in my weight loss journey, and it’s frustrating. This is the third week I’ve been stuck at the same weight. I’ve been meticulous about logging my food to ensure I’m eating enough—but not too much.

I think the best plan is to start working out twice a day. I hate it because it triggers my anxiety attacks, but if I want to reach my goal before my prescription ends, it might be the only way. So, tomorrow, that’s the plan—assuming I manage to get some sleep before my kid wakes up.

In the meantime, I am completely hyperfixated on my backyard. It’s all I can think about. There are so many factors to figure out—irrigation for my garden, a sprinkler system for the grass, and landscape edging to keep everything separate. Oh, and let’s not forget soil! I bought raised garden beds, and even though I’ll fill the bottom with wood and organic matter, they’re still going to take a lot to fill.

I requested utility locates over the weekend, and they marked everything today—huge win! I’m also applying for a city program that reimburses for tree purchases. That was one of the application requirements, so tonight, I’ll be researching eligible trees and trying to submit my application. My main concern is finding the right tree since only certain types qualify. I might make a list of options so I’m not stuck with just one choice—but I’m not sure if they’ll allow that.

On another note, my grumpy old man dog has a vet appointment on Thursday. His mobility has declined significantly, and I’m hoping the vet will prescribe him pain meds for his arthritis. First, though, she’s giving me a sedative because he’s so aggressive—he can lose his mind over nothing. He was abused before we got him, and while it’s always been a challenge, it’s gotten worse with age, likely due to discomfort. We don’t even allow our kiddo in the same room as him. It’s a constant rotation game—making sure he gets time out while keeping them separate. It’s… an adventure.

And finally, my Disneyland annual pass is up for renewal, and I’m devastated that we’ll probably have to let it go. I’m not ready to fully accept it yet because, honestly, it’s going to break my heart. So, for now, I’m living in the completely unrealistic expectation that somehow, we’ll manage to renew.

That’s all for now. Side note—how about that Cory Booker, huh? I am impressed.

Anyways, goodnight to all! Stay safe.