Wow. So I weighed myself last night, and let’s just say I’m going to give myself a few days before I start logging that again, lest I despair.
I learned a few things about myself during bachelor week. The key thing being that the real bachelor is the friends I made along the way. Also that I’m better in a partnership than I am in bachelorhood, or at least I’ve evolved systems that have made me a partner.
So I’ve kinda let myself go over the last week. Nothing tremendously terrible, but that’s a thing. And I still have the cough from my cold a month ago, which means it’s time to suck it up and call the doctor. I really try to avoid that, but I think we’re now in “lung infection” territory, which is bad. Pneumonia would be worse.
Anyway — it’s Thanksgiving Monday here in Canada, so we’re giving ourselves one more day of bummin’ around. My wife needs to decompress from her trip. I… well, I like bummin’ around. So tomorrow is back to basics.
Again, this whole project seems to be kind of “advance and retreat.” Each advance puts me a bit further ahead than the last. So bachelor week was a retreat, in many important ways. Time to advance again!