Not Enough Cream Cheese

There is nothing worse than a bagel with only a thin film of cream cheese. If you're going to eat a bagel, it needs to have almost an equal thickness of cream cheese slathered on top of it. How else can one enjoy a chewy bread puck?

No, I'm not eating bagels, though don't think I haven't considered it. My brain has been playing a lot of tricks on me lately, trying to get me to jump off the Paleo wagon again. So far, I'm not falling for it. *crunches another macadamia*


I do kind of feel like that cream cheese though, and my daily life is the bagel. I've been trying like crazy to hermit myself away from all unnecessary obligations and responsibilities, and have been failing. Miserably. It's time for a serious battery recharge. I really want to disappear from the whole world for about 7 days. No rest for the wicked, as they say.

But the diet has been good at least.

Small victories.

The job hunt is going a lot slower than I would like, and imagine my freakout to realize that I'm approximately 159 days away from moving. In other words... I feel like this ostrich.

That's not to say I'm not being productive at all. I'm re-batching eight gallons of knotweed wine (which has my kitchen in a state of disaster.)

Yup. That's about it right now.

Oh, and I started putting things into a box that I'm eventually going to sell, or give away. Seriously, this stuff has got to go. I'm about to start camping in this apartment soon. Dammit.

And I have a wedding to help plan, because obviously I don't have enough on my plate right now. On the bright side, having to wear a bridesmaid's dress is damn good motivation for getting my butt back into shape! What can I say? I always find a silver lining.

I don't know about you all, but I can't wait for the real adventure to begin.