Ugh

Yesterday was #2 injection of Metho.  Putting in the needle into my stomach is ok - it doesn't hurt, which is wonderful.  I don't sleep well after and I have GI cramping pain especially after I eat the first few days.  And TIRED..... oh so tired.  I force myself to keep going the next day.  All I want to do is eat.  Not that I'm hungry, but that I'm so tired, so achy.  I don't know if it's helping my RA or not.  My right hand continues to cramp and pain.  Guess I will just continue injecting and see how I do.

AJ is going to play poker with his brother on Nov 24th.  I said I would drive him there, and then continue to the old community to visit friends.  I got the appointment with Jacqui that day.  Hurray.  So I will put Jax into overnight day care.  I called today and asked Patty if she had room for a little Jax.  She was so excited for him to come.  I hope the weather will be good.  I'm going to look into Airbnb for a place to sleep that night.

I was disappointed my high energy that got all that painting done, was wiped out two days later.  Rob has been coming with his wife to do all the rest of the painting.  He got the ceilings done, and the top half of the family room.  Tomorrow the rest of the family room and then taping of the main floor.  Thinks on Monday (will not come Friday) all the painting will be finished!!!  YES!  

In a way I just don't want to lose weight - at least at the moment.  I definitely don't want to gain more.  But I'm not interested in losing at the moment.  I'm not sure why.  I wish I knew the deeper meaning of all this and why I continue to struggle with wanting to lose weight, lose it, then just gain again.  Injecting Metho is good that I have fat in my belly as it helps, but still not the reason to be overweight.  In a way as the years go on, I don't worry as much about my weight and looks.  I feel too old to worry about it or worry what people think of me / my weight.

Funny thing too is that I don't worry about flirting with strangers.  Or making them feel good about themself.  I made a comment that a sales man in Lowes was a stud.  Everyone liked it and it was a laugh by all, but I saw it made the guy feel good though.  And people need to feel good about themself.