Since I had to get my taxes done after work, I wouldn’t have time for a run and did the desk peddler instead. I could have used the endorphins to cheer me up because no refund for me this year but ah well.
I’ve been good about having something for breakfast regularly, even if it’s small. Over the weekend, I made pulled pork and had some rice and broccoli with it. By dinner, I was depressed about my taxes and didn’t want the hassle of real cooking. I did ponder getting a second job but I have no idea where that would fit into my life.









































