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Year Three, Day 106: After the Storm

Today was a long day. Good, but long. Most tired am I.

I started with a nice hoop session at 6:30 a.m.

Wow! Who am I? I almost sound like a morning person or something!

I had to leave the house early. Met my mom and pregnant daughter for breakfast. On Saturdays, the busses do not run often in my neighborhood. So I had to walk a mile to the nearest stop. With a backpack full of music books strapped on my shoulders. Plus my healthy lunch, my kindle, my gym clothes, my knitting, my Bible and my prayer journal. Must not get bored!

I looked like I was running away from home. I felt like I was in boot camp.

But this hard work is paying off. Two patents plus my own mother commented that I looked like I had lost weight and looked "great"!

A sucker for compliments am I!

Good thing, because when I'm tired, my willpower is weak. I seriously considered skipping the gym and going to an all-you-can eat buffet.

But I said no! I've come too far! No more eating for comfort, for companionship, for entertainment...no more!

I had a bowl of beef pho, minus noodles, plus extra veggies.

I am heading now to the gym!

Tomorrow is my church pianist gig. Need to get to sleep early.

And that is about all I have to say...told you I was tired.

But at least Hurricane Harvey is dissipating.
It has been downgraded to a tropical storm. I will sleep well tonight knowing the worst is over and my Texas family is safe.

I will talk to you tomorrow.

Happy Saturday!

Peace and love,

Zita

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