Chronic Ama

I made it to the bookstore today. I didn't find what I wanted, but the chickens found more than their allotment. They each came home with three more books to add to the piles they received for Christmas. My only glorious find was a valentines gift for my husband. I should hide it in the pantry, where he can never find anything. We came home and I forced everyone outside. Today has been the first nice day in a bit. Southern Arizona got a taste of winter and it was like your least favorite vegetable.  The kids started with a volcano science experiment set. I really hope I'm not cooking anything that calls for vinegar anytime soon. I can't get the smell out of my nose, or the kitchen or the outside trash can.  I started out with a Coke Zero. I was bored, which is the one thing I cannot stand to hear anyone complain about. Then, as quickly as the sun warmed me up, I remembered that I had this grand idea for painting the porch posts. I had even picked up acrylic paints when

I always start over. I've tried to keep myself accountable. Let's try with with written word. Today I'm going to attempt intermittent fasting. Aside from coffee this morning, I'm only going to eat low carb options from noon to 6pm. I'm also going to attempt to detox from tramadol (which I actually don't take very often), muscle relaxers (which I have needed more of recently) and medical marijuana. I need a baseline to compare my bad days to since it's inevitable that the endo is back. I really do want to stay ahead of it this time. I have lots to look forward to the next year. I'm starting this blog from the treadmill this morning. I had a cup and a half of coffee with my usual Coffee-Mate creamer. Not a good decision if I also need to kick sugar. Slow and steady wins the race, right? It's been cup after cup of water today. No appetite, which is actually normal for coming off a migraine as well as having this upper respiratory vi