Yesterday the company had a big luncheon. Naturally, I overate. The fact that I’m wearing an orthopedic shoe until the stitches come out kind of kills my ability to exercise as well.
Someone commented to me the other day about how I am pessimistic about myself and life in general. I think I get that from my father. He’s an accountant and has a tendency to look at the “realistic” views on a
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