I’ve been more than a little exhausted the past couple days. All I want to do is sleep. But then when I sleep, I dream–long, in-depth dreams with overly complicated plots and casts and scenery–and when I dream so vividly, it’s like living another day, running the rat race all over again. That means no worthwhile rest, which in turn means more exhaustion. Yippee.
I find this eDiet thing to be difficult. Maybe it’s because I started it on a weekend, and weekends are notorious for perpetual snacking. Other than dinner, I honestly don’t often eat an entire meal and just do little snacks here and there. An apple for breakfast, a can of soup for lunch, some strawberries in the afternoon, crackers here and there–just snacking. Stretches of little things then one larger meal around seven or eight. I guess I just have odd eating habits, but the blood sugar controls me. I signed up for the “Living with Diabetes” diet. I figured that since I’ll be diabetic one day anyway, I may as well learn how to eat like one now and save myself the hassle of doing it all later. Can we spell ‘pessimist?’
Thesis. I’m getting there. I didn’t get to work on it Friday because of meetings and phone calls and students coming in to change their majors or ask about dropping classes or whatever. I even had the laptop all set up and my books all propped up around the desk in my familiar snow fort. Now I’m even further behind. I could say I hate myself for it, but that’d be like beating a dead horse. Of course I hate myself for not having gotten this done earlier. Of course I hate myself for not being better organized and disciplined. Hatred is a given. What I do with it isn’t so much. If only I could subsist on hatred alone and not worry about eating–maybe I’d lose weight faster.
At any rate, I’m going to cue up some music and try to finish chapters four and five finally. Even the promise of buying a Batman Lego set after this is all said and done isn’t helping me keep focused. The fatigue itching the corners of my eyes isn’t helping much either. As soon as the kettle goes off, I’ll make some caffeine and trust that it wakes me up a bit. Stupid world. Sometimes I just wish I could be done with it for a while. I need a break from life.
Eyes on the prize.:
You can do it. Repeat after me, "Who does thesis work for!? Who does thesis work for?!" Show it who is boss. At least Spring Break should give you some breathing room.
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Maybe with the diets thing, you can break it down a bit more. Like for breakfast, I'm suppose to have cereal and fruit and I usually just eat the cereal then and the fruit more as a snack later (but still eating their "snack" too). Like look at the daily menu as all the food you should eat that day and then fit in the food as you go.
Good luck with the thesis!
Speaking of Diets:
I found a good one last year but haven't had the gumption to try it. You start out with a bowl of cereal to get your carb burning going, switch to a carb/protein lunch (he recommended cold pizza), and do a protein/vegetable heavy dinner. The only catch, no snacking and no food after 730. It does not require any extra exercise if you walk or do moderate exercise in the first place.
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I could never do it. With my blood sugar as bad as it gets, no snacks would be the death of me!