I had SPECIFICALLY ASKED Happy if he was going to need me on his latest project, and he said no. So OF COURSE now there's suddenly about 60 hours of work he'd like to finish for him by Friday on top of everything else I'm doing. I really should have planned for it, because he ALWAYS does stuff like this. (And yet, I will bend over backward to finish his work on time, as I always do. You can tell I like and value this client, because he got one of the few "good" dwarf names. Though, let me tell you, if "Flaky" had been an option…)
Oh, how's the Whole30 going, did you say? Not bad. The food stuff hasn't been too difficult. Yoga four days in a row has been much better than expected. Weight-lifting is off to a slow start, but I'm being persistent in at least doing a little. I am sleeping okay. And I am walking a ton again.
But here's the stupid thing: I decided if I was going to eat perfectly and exercise perfectly and sleep perfectly, I might as well try to do everything else perfectly, too. So I'm staying mostly away from the Internet and getting outside as much as possible. I'm not putting any chemicals on my skin or hair and am brushing my teeth with a lovely homemade tooth powder. I am not eating after 6 p.m. I put away my favorite giant plastic water bottle and am drinking only from glassware. I am using my walking-to-and-from-the-gym time to work on memorizing the book of Romans. I am organizing stuff around the house and making an extra effort to feed the kids things that are good for them.
All this virtue is exhausting, and frankly a lot of it is going right out the window now that my workload has just tripled. But the general thought was that I'd do the absolute best I could for 30 days, and then after that just see which healthy habits stick around and which ones run away screaming.