Y6 D1

It's a holiday and I am up at 5am. Why? Because I felt guilty about my snoring. I woke up because B was angrily putting in earplugs. It's the weight. I put too much weight back on and it's blocking my throat again. No matter what other benefits I get from being skinny, no matter how 'bad' some people might say I look when I am skinnier, at least I don't fucking snore and I can (plus everyone around me) get a good night's sleep. Until that happens though, I am going to buy a snore mouth piece. I can't use a CPAP, tried that once and it was a major failure. I have two choices - mouthpieces or 40 lbs. One I can do immediately, once I have to do to survive. This isn't about vanity, it's about life choices. Sigh.

So yesterday. We got up, hung out, I made breakfast - which was a nice omelet and healthy - and then we watched some TV and just enjoyed doing nothing. B took a long nap while I read and packed boxes. I got three more boxes packed. Around 5 we headed out to our director's house. It was a workshop day for the cast. Plus we have picked out the next special event movie we are planning to do and it was a time for us all to watch it and figure out how to do it. I won't mention the name of the movie yet but it's a 'good' movie and probably damn near impossible to pull off. We had a fun time despite the traffic getting there being awful. It was a beautiful day at the beach which means everyone and their mother was headed there. Took us an hour to get there instead of the normal 20-25 minutes. We headed home around 10 and fell asleep around midnight. Well, I did. I couldn't sleep because I was just thinking about too many things both good and bad. Nothing serious, just stuff. All the stuff. So not only am I up but I am going on 5 hours of sleep.

Oh what a fun holiday.