*Yawn*

I was up at 4 this morning, cleaning up my little dumpling, who Warning: Yucky--highlight to read: threw up in his cone. And then didn't come to tell me about it until it was dry. Luckily, the cone was super-easy to clean. Him, not so much. :o\  Blech. So I'm quite tired today. I'm more tired than that, though. I'm exhausted! So is my husband. We both went to bed at around 9 last night. I'm not sure what that's about, but I know a lot of people are sick, so maybe it's our body's way of fighting stuff off. I dunno. Maybe it's the weather that keeps changing.

I don't remember whether I mentioned my group therapy here or not, but I'm halfway through the 12 sessions as of today. I think I'm getting something out of it. I'm not sure how, exactly, but I feel like there's something. It's amazing how many women there are with mother issues.

I'm still not doing well with the food or exercise. Maybe now that it's nicer, it will be easier to get out for walks. If only the weather would stay somewhat stable for awhile.