We got some rain today and it’s been incredibly quiet. No planes, no freeways, no landscaping, no nothing. The only one I hear is Tom bopping around in the next room sorting some of his junk. No, not that junk. Computer & electronics-related kind of junk. I was annoyed when he was using the 3D printer earlier because not only do I hate the sound it makes but getting any peace around here is such a rarity that I hated to spoil it with that shit, but fortunately, it wasn’t too long before he was done printing.

He’s going to get $1,800 a month of unemployment which is the highest you can get in California.

Although I don’t know why, my vibe right now is that he’ll be back to work in mid-April. I don’t know what shift or what he’ll be doing but I’m sure it’ll be shitty money and he won’t be paid fairly. He usually isn’t.

I’m already getting a little tired of him being home every day. Because I’m so slow at waking up, I really prefer to be alone at that time. I would have loved this when I was in the worst of my anxiety. I’m still about seven points away from flipping the anxiety switch on, though.

Yes, the results are in for both my thyroid and the diet!

I was betting on a 16 for my TSH, but I’m at 14. I also thought I would probably be down one pound. I would have guessed nothing at all if it weren’t for me noticing changes over the last week. My face is a little less round, I can reach my toes easier, I can bend my leg behind me and take hold of my foot easier. That was getting hard when I was at my fattest. So, because of that, I figured maybe one pound. Therefore, I was pretty surprised to find I’ve gone from 157.8 to 155.2 during my first week of going low-carb. And dear hubs is actually up a pound. LOL, poor guy.

I’m going to give this diet another week, but I honestly doubt I’ll lose any more because my body seems to have a threshold and doesn’t like to go under 155. Maybe I can squeeze off just one more pound, but I doubt it, and that’s okay. Losing weight as well as staying right where I am both have pros and cons, so I’m fine with whichever one ends up happening. It’s when I get water-logged when I’m PMSing that’s tough. I was waking up at 159 then and so sure I was going to bust into the 160s.

Right now I’m doing this diet more out of sheer curiosity. I want to see if I’m really on to something with counting carbs instead of calories. I’m still older, though, and I’m always going to have an elevated TSH as long as this medication makes me anxious. So, really not expecting to lose much more.

I went a little too low on carbs yesterday which caused the same fatigue I had the day before, so once again I had some OJ and once again that perked me up. Today I splurged a little and veered a bit off course, but they say it’s okay to do that once a week. We went to Rite Aid and I got a couple of mini bottles of Merlot as well as some chips and one of those truffles in the form of an egg with soft filling.

What’s amazing is how low my cravings and hunger levels have been on this diet. Counting calories was always torture for me. I would put up with it when I was younger if I’d gain a little extra weight because back then I had a working thyroid and metabolism and would get results for my slavery. But not when I got older and my weight started getting a bit high in my late 40s.