Uggghhh, I hate that it’s September. It’s a month I’ve always hated, knowing school was starting (as a kid), cooler weather was coming, and now I have one more reason not to like it. That’s knowing the snowbirds return next month.

So I’ve been sitting here watching my metabolism ramp up and it’s getting as scary as it is exciting. I know it may sound funny, but I’m not used to this. Although I try not to, all I can do is remember the misery I went through the last time my TSH was in the single digits. The low single digits, that is. I still worry the anxiety is going to strike anytime. Especially with a body that isn’t used to having normal numbers. It’s got to have been over a decade now! But yeah, it’s definitely moving faster and I’m burning calories faster, though I don’t know that my numbers are normal yet. Close, though, I would think. I’m only down a few pounds, but it’s something. Plus, I’ve noticed I can eat a full meal and only jump half a pound which doesn’t hang on for long. Before, I could eat an 80-calorie yogurt, gain one to two pounds, and the weight would hang on for hours.

Sometimes my HR spikes into the triple digits, but I don’t know if it’s connected to the medication/metabolism or not.

Besides sharing more old posts on LJ (I decided that if it doesn’t have a last name, it’s OK to share), I’ll probably start my monthly letter to Kim tonight.

I tried dyeing my hair yesterday with leftover hair dye that I saved, but it didn’t take. So that was a complete waste of time.

Tom said he saw a snake by the front steps when he went out earlier. It ran really fast when it saw him, so more than likely it’s not toxic.

I need a VR break now. Should I meditate, play golf, tennis, bowling, go clubbing, or hit the road? I’m currently working out in Chicago. It’s a surprisingly nice-looking city. If I didn’t mind cold and noise, I bet it would be cool to live in a high-rise overlooking Lake Michigan.

While I’m deciding where to go in VR – why do I miss Nane but not Maliheh? I mean, I’m glad I don’t miss Maliheh, but why do I miss Nane?