Election 2024

I’m nervous about the outcome of today, and yet I’m also kind of tired of it all.

Donald Trump is an absolute psychopath and has given us so many reasons that he doesn’t deserve to be a leader in any stretch of the imagination, and yet tens of millions of people around our country are voting for him anyways. Some because “they like his politics” and are willing to overlook his character, and let’s be honest … some because they like his character, in that having an asshole as President of the United States kind of solidifies their right to be assholes, too.

Character is a big part of what’s decided my vote in the last few elections, but it’s never been as bad as this. Remember this scene back in 2008 when John McCain took the mike away from one of his supporters and corrected her after she claimed that Barack Obama was a Muslim???

It’s hard to imagine a Republican candidate since then actually sticking up for his opponent, particular when in Trump’s case he’s the one slinging vitriol and hatred and literally stirring his people up to riot in the event that he loses.

He was an embarrassment eight years ago the first time that he ran and won, and now I would argue that he’s even more dangerous because he knows that he can get away with just about anything. That joke about “Shooting someone in the middle of Fifth Avenue and not losing any votes…” takes on new meaning when the former president has actually talked about retribution against his enemies … because don’t forget that we’re all Americans here, so the idea that the president considers some citizens to be his enemies is even more frightening than last time when he called the free press the enemy of the people.

The man is just exhausting and I need him to go back to hosting a reality TV show where he can pump his ego all he wants and it doesn’t really matter. We’re never going to get away from this divided country that we find ourselves in if the Chief Divider is willing to let his biggest supporters lead us into another civil war, as if that would really solve anything, anyways.

Few people realize that not either of the World Wars, but America’s Civil War was in fact the bloodiest war that Americans have ever taken part in.

More Americans died fighting each other than they did in all of the other wars combined.

We don’t need another civil war.

We need to work through our differences and find compromises on both sides of the table, and start treating each other as equals again instead of the enemy that’s trying to kill babies and overrun our nation with illegal immigrants.

Today I voted for Kamala Harris, not only because her character is one that I would actually introduce my kids to or allow them to listen to her speak without worry about what they’re going to hear, but also because I’m beyond ready to leave the Trump drama behind us and try to move forward as a nation – as divided as we are, even without that nutjob at the helm.

And it’s scary because I have little doubt that this week is going to end in violence if the results have Trump losing like they did last time. January 6th is an ugly scar on our history and it probably won’t be the last, but if anything, that’s all the more reason why he doesn’t deserve to win.

If you were to play any game with somebody and before you even started, the other guy said, “I’m so good at this game. The only way you could ever beat me is if you cheat!” you wouldn’t play the game with him, would you?! It doesn’t take a psychic to read how that’s going to play out, either with him gloating over his inevitable win or him calling you a cheater in poor sportsmanship if he loses.

The whole notion of a peaceful transition of power was already taken off the table with Trump’s last presidency between, well, his insurrection, and him refusing like a baby to attend President Biden’s inauguration to formally hand over the office. Anyone who doesn’t think a second term will be equally or more chaotic is either fooling themselves or just wants to watch the world burn.

Let’s hope there are still enough of us who don’t to try and turn this thing around.

P.S. Two More Things!

Today when we were shopping at Target, Christopher did something that really impressed me…

He and David had been looking at toys from the upcoming Sonic 3 movie and we couldn’t find a display that they’d had up a few weeks ago. So without any direction or prompting, my ten year-old walked up to an employee in the toy aisle and asked him if he knew where they were!

It’s the first time that I’ve personally seen him do something so independent all by himself – the guy walked him a couple of aisles over to the main area where we had already looked and very patiently listened as Christopher explained in detail what they were looking for, and eventually he pointed us towards a mostly empty end-cap a few more aisles away where at least we found something close enough.

These kids are growing up way too fast, yet it’s so rewarding watching the milestones along the way as they learn how to do things for themselves, as simple as things like this.

On the other hand, a few days ago I shockingly found myself explaining what the n-word meant because they’d heard it in a YouTube video and thought it was just another swear word. So we spent five minutes talking about it and I think by the end they understood that it’s actually a lot more than just a swear word and more importantly, why it’s not ok for us in particular to say it.

Both moments left me feeling proud as a parent – the first for obvious reasons, but the latter because I think that they genuinely listened and learned from it, which is a big deal as they’re confronted with other kids who don’t know why it’s not ok to say in the future.

This and That…

Squarespace Sucks
I kind of got forced on them last year when Google Domains, who’s been my domain name registrar for years now, stepped out of the space and transferred all of their accounts to Squarespace. I almost avoided it by migrating a few at a time over to Cloudflare, who I’m a big fan of for numerous offerings, but apparently I missed the expiration dates on three of them and they got transferred to Squarespace instead.

No big deal for the most part, except that this week when I finally got around to moving them, I found that Squarespace doesn’t make it as easy to transfer out as most registrars do!

Simply put – normally you 1) unlock your domain; 2) request a transfer out code; 3) place the order with your new registrar; 4) approve the request once the new sends to the old. The whole process can be done in an hour or less, depending on how fast systems get updated.

Except at Squarespace, they take five days because they don’t allow you to do step #4 above and instead make you wait out a timer, which is stupid. They say it’s for security purposes, but if someone hijacks somebody’s email, chances are they can stretch it out for five days to beat this arbitrary timer, too!

So I’m frustrated because the transfer requests that I did on Wednesday won’t get finalized until Sunday, which is just annoying because it should’ve been all done by now. Grrrrrr…

So Tired of Politics
Still, I’m nervously awaiting Election Day next week because I think the results are going to be an utter shitshow either way.

I desperately want to avoid another four years of Trump because I think he’s going to be an even bigger asshole than he was last time. Yet it really scares me how close it is right now because that tie translates to, what, 75 million Americans who think that Donald Trump is the leader America needs?!

I’ve said before that Trump’s first presidency really gave assholes permission to be who they are, to the point where this time around, dare I say that now I think they’re proud to be assholes? Hell, I saw a definitive change with my Dad and his family – racist and sexist and homophobic jokes were now ok to say openly instead of underneath your breath, and those thoughts that you used to know better than to speak out loud were normal banter because, well, if it’s ok for the President to talk that way!

I don’t want my kids learning about how to speak and act from a leader like that, and it’s scary that more and more of my neighbors apparently disagree. I don’t know what the solution is because the divide seems to be growing larger every day, but how can you even try to please both sides when one side just wants to see everything burned to the ground???

I haven’t cast my vote yet – tomorrow is my last choice if I’m going to get it done early – but as much as I’m ready for it all to be over, I think we all know that it simply isn’t going to happen anytime soon.

Whether or not we’ll get there without another insurrection – only time will tell…

And So It Is November…
I, for one, am definitely grateful that the heat has finally died down!

Boy, that was a scorcher of a summer, and it didn’t make it any easier that I couldn’t go in the water at all due to my dialysis catheter and a pending surgery that I’m still waiting on. Hopefully by next spring it’ll be all worked out because I really did miss swimming with the boys and messing around with our snorkels and diving for toys on the bottom.

Needless to say, it’s been kind of a rough year.

Dialysis has had its ups and downs – my prescription was ok for a while, then I started suffering from symptoms, and then suffering from tweaks to try and prevent said symptoms. The last couple of months, I’ve just been really tired, which I’m not supposed to be with the kind of dialysis that I do, but I also wonder if it could be partially nutritional because I know that I’ve lost some muscle mass and don’t often get the right kinds of foods that I need to … protein being the big one, namely because it’s a lot compared to what I had to limit myself to before dialysis to give my kidneys a break.

Of course, dieting is always hard for me because I stress eat a bunch and life right now has been nothing if not stressful! I’ve actually tried to give myself a break because the last time I stopped scrutinizing my calories, I started feeling better – I think because I was cutting things too close, but I’m sure I’m probably overdoing it nowadays as I’ve seen my weight (and blood pressure) slowly drifting upwards.

I’d really like to get a routine going again that has me doing some exercise most days, eating a balanced diet, and putting in work during normal hours instead of wherever I can do it like I have unfortunately been doing lately. It’s just so hard to get started – particularly when I’m literally doing upwards of 12 hours of dialysis a day, every day! It can get depressing when I stop and think about it, which I don’t want that to be my perspective because I’m very much grateful that I’ve been able to do it for the last ten months to keep myself alive.

It’s a lot to handle, but it certainly beats the alternative. Not to mention, for all I know it could be years until an organ becomes available – I see people on Reddit talking about doing it for quite a while, so I know that I really need to make the best of it and settle in for the long haul. Better to be surprised when I do get that call than waiting by the phone staring at it every single night in agony…

And so although I think it’s going to be a different kind of Christmas than we’ve seen in recent years, I am looking forward to getting into that frame of mind here in the next couple of weeks. The kids are at the perfect age to awe in it all and I truly want to soak up every ounce of that enthusiasm as I can!

We’ll get there one day at a time, and be grateful for the experiences along the way, and hope we don’t have another four years of being led by an asshole, however at least my life should be rid of Squarespace by the end of the weekend. It’s a start.

Getting Old…

According to this blog post, my little MacBook Air has been trucking along now for nearly a decade.

…and boy oh boy, is it starting to show…

I mean, it’s been on it’s last days for a while now. The battery lasts about five minutes if it’s not plugged in and most of my main apps have stopped updating years ago because they’re no longer supported. Funny enough, I never upgraded my OS past MacOS 10.13 (High Sierra) because Catalina ended support of 32-bit apps, which posed an issue because I rely a lot on Macromedia Fireworks – a legacy 32-bit app that (used to be) included in the Adobe suite.

I say used to be because now Adobe doesn’t even support it anymore, either, so I literally have a list of actions not to take when I’m using it that will cause the thing to crash, and I’m trying to learn how to do everything in Photoshop instead, but there were some things that my simple mind just liked better in Fireworks!

Anyways, today’s reminder that my computer is getting old came in two parts…

One was with OneDrive not being able to login anymore because apparently it auto-upgraded to a newer version that isn’t compatible with my old-ass machine. I discovered this upon learning that some files I had created for Sara weren’t showing up on her computer because mine wouldn’t sync. Luckily, I was able to temporarily solve this by deleting OneDrive and finding an older version that was still compatible, though we’ll see how long it lasts or if it will try to update itself again and kick it back offline.

The other was in the hands of this shiny, new 32″ monitor that I decided to splurge on with a bonus I got from work for being there for 20 years (?!). I didn’t even think about it when I picked it out, but it turns out that my old-ass machine can’t handle 4K resolution! The main display can do 1080p and it’s supposed to be able to go somewhere up to 2560×1600 for an external monitor, but right now it’s maxed out at 1600×900 via Mini DisplayPort -> HDMI.

I ordered a different cable to try Mini DisplayPort -> DisplayPort because apparently just like HDMI, there are several different versions, but it wouldn’t surprise me if I’m stuck until I upgrade the laptop itself.

…which I’m honestly hoping to do in the next couple of months anyways if I can make a couple of things work with our budget. It’d be nice to finally run the latest security updates for Chrome again, and I’ve been wanting to experiment with Vellum for creating books, but this laptop is just too old.

All in all, I think ten years is a pretty good run for technology – particularly for computers that are constantly growing and improving! I’ve probably been through three or four iPhones since I got this thing, though partially because it’s a bit harder to drop an entire laptop in the toilet, but I’ve gotten a good amount of work out of this thing over the years … written a ton of words, built some websites, and wasted a ton of time that could’ve been spent doing even more of the former two!

If I can just squeeze a couple of more months out of it until I’m actually ready to pull the trigger, that would be wonderful. We’ll see…

It’s Beginning to Feel a Little Like Christmas…

Maybe it’s just wishful thinking on my part, but I think I’m ready.

It’s been a rough year, and I don’t really care about Halloween anyways, so if we had to fast forward to mid-November when people started putting lights up and playing Christmas music and all of that, I think I’d be along for the ride at this point!

The cooler weather has definitely already gotten my senses realigned for the holidays – I’ve been able to walk with Christopher a handful of times since our latest hurricane and I can once again walk to the car and back without sweat pouring out of my every nook and cranny, so that’s nice!

I’m also kind of looking forward to shopping for gifts for people this year. Even though we don’t have a lot to spare, it’s still fun browsing all of the latest and greatest gadgets and trying to pick out what games and toys would elicit the craziest responses on Christmas morning! Watching your kids open their presents is seriously one of the best parts of parenting… šŸ˜‰

And maybe it’s just the mental state that I’m in at the moment that I’m really eager to get to the season that bombards us with happiness from every angle for six weeks straight! Like I said, 2024 has been a lot more bumps and bruises than smooth sailing, so the idea of shoving all of that aside for a while to wind down and relax and appreciate the things and people around us that matter the most sounds pretty darned welcoming to me.

You just watch – now is when I’ll finally get the scheduling sorted out for the surgery that I’ve been chasing pretty much the entire year, but I don’t care … I’ll watch Christmas movies and drink peppermint milkshakes with an ice pack in one hand and a bottle of Vicodin in the other if I have to!

Ain’t nothing gonna stop my holiday spirit this time around, even if you do come carrying a scalpel and an overly eager smile…

P.S. No, it’s not the surgery for my kidney transplant. This is something else that I’m being vague about because it’s gross, but let’s be honest, most of my medical stuff is pretty gross these days.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

Hurricane Gratitude

Tonight I went for the first walk that I’ve been on in probably four months. The temperature was a wonderful 70 degrees and the air was surprisingly calm … a stark contrast to how it was two nights ago!

The last couple of days have been dominated by Hurricane Milton as it came barreling in from the Gulf and crossed Florida just south of Tampa. I believe it was a Category 3 when it made landfall down by Sarasota, which was somewhat of a relief because it had gotten up to a Cat 5 during its journey across the Gulf of Mexico over the previous days.

We were extremely lucky with this one – we didn’t lose more than a handful of shingles off the roof and our power stayed on through the entirety, compared to the 3+ million Floridians that lost power – many thousands of which are still out two days later as I write this. Some areas still have flooding and others look like they got hit by a tornado, which is a definite possibility … I think I saw a stat of something like 700 tornados spawned from this thing across Central Florida.

For our part, we stayed home and hosted some family from nearby, the kids had fun making forts to sleep on in the living room on account of giving up their beds, and overall it was just a nerve-wracking couple of days. By far the worst came at night – it’s amazing how loud 100+ mph winds can be – and although two out of three slept right through it, David struggled and I ended up staying up with him as we wrapped up season 2 of The Rings of Power and enjoyed dessert.

Surprisingly, he actually seemed to enjoy it and followed along as I tried to explain the story in eight year-old terms, so we may have to start reading The Hobbit together sooner or later!

As expected, the next day as photos of the damages began to show up online, it was pretty heartbreaking – particularly to see where Milton had piled on in areas where Hurricane Helene had already passed through barely a week prior. This one destroyed lots of signs and trees, tore the roofs off of two stadiums, and flooded a ton of streets and neighborhoods – many that don’t normally see issues like that, but I guess there’s already so much water in the ground from the last one that it just didn’t have anywhere else to go.

The homeschool co-op where our kids go took some pretty big hits, and Sara has already been over there to help wherever she can. Just in the brief running around I did this afternoon to grab a few things from the store, I saw major traffic lights that were out or damaged and shelves at the grocery store are still bare from people’s preparations a few days prior. I couldn’t help but think that as frustrating as it was to find parking at the mall so I could run into Red Robin and grab my pickup order, I’m sure a good number of those people were out because they still don’t have electricity at home and they just needed to get out and enjoy air conditioning for a few hours!

We’ve tried to balance how we talk to the kids about storms like these because although we don’t want to send them into a panic – which is easy to do with autistic kids – but we also want them to sincerely understand not only how dangerous hurricanes can be but also how lucky we are that we didn’t get hit harder ourselves. Looking at pictures of flooded houses and missing roofs is one thing, but explaining that these people just lost everything except for each other adds a context that I think is really important to learn even at their age.

Maybe it will be the difference between them being prepared and something tragic for not taking a hurricane seriously enough ten or twenty years from now … if Florida is still above water at that point, anyways…

So yes, I’m grateful that my hurricane clean-up was limited to picking up shingles around the yard and not throwing away furniture and carpet and drywall and basically everything else that the storm water touched. And I know that even after the power companies have utilities up and running, those who were hit hard by this thing have a long journey ahead of them to anything close to resembling normal. I definitely couldn’t imagine navigating all of that and having kids or a job that wasn’t understanding like mine has been.

The sheer power of mother nature certainly isn’t something that you want to fuck with, and hopefully we won’t hear a roaring wind again like that until hurricane season next year … or even later, if we’re lucky.

I Am Disabled

Until recently, I hadn’t really ever framed my kidney disease like this. Not that I’ve been in denial about it or anything, but it wasn’t until strangely I had a dream where it came up that it kind of clicked in my head that I’m different now, and I deserve to be treated differently.

Not better, mind you, but in ways that other people who don’t walk around with chronic diseases ever think about through no fault of their own.

In my dream, I was back working at the auto parts warehouse where I worked as a teenager and my boss gave me a little shove as he said hello. Nothing mean about it, per se, but in this case I fell down and told him, I’m disabled – you can’t do that anymore!”

Although falling isn’t something that I normally worry about, I’m technically supposed to be wary of it because if I were to fall on my ginormous kidneys, it could cause some of the cysts on them to break, which leads to infections and all sorts of other bad stuff.

That said, when I think about being disabled now, it’s about establishing new boundaries and expectations for how I interact with the rest of the world and how it does so with me. I know that spending an entire day in the heat walking around a theme park isn’t in the cards for me right now, nor is swimming because the risk of infection through my catheter site is too great.

Where I could stand to improve on is defining these struggles that I’m having for other people to help them better understand what I’m going through and what I may or may not be able to do in my current health. Lately I’ve been fatigued a lot throughout the day, to the point where sometimes I’ll sleep for 12+ hours if I can, yet I’ll still be tired afterwards. I’ve also been dealing with a lot of intermittent nausea – mostly in the mornings – but it’s enough to suck the energy right out of you because let’s be honest, who wants to do anything after they’ve just thrown up or feel like they’re on the verge of doing so?!

My world is definitely changing – I can’t work odd hours or 50+ hour shifts anymore to push through on a project because the rest of my schedule just collapses if I don’t give my health the time that it deserves. When I first started dialysis, at least I got two “skip days” a week when I didn’t have to do it, which I would try to plan for early meetings at work or field trips on Fridays with the kids, but we just changed my prescription to get more aggressive with my treatments and those skip days are no more because now I’m doing dialysis seven days a week.

I need to figure out how to best communicate these new limitations to the people who need to hear them because I don’t want somebody thinking that I’m just being lazy by declining 8:00am meetings while I’m still finishing dialysis or that I’m using the sick excuse a lot when the fact of the matter is, well, I am!

I am disabled, and it’s not like a cold where everything will just get better in a week or two with some antibiotics. Even when I get a transplant, it won’t be entirely behind me because I’ll have to take anti-rejection drugs for the rest of my life (or the life of my new kidney). Big or small, the symptoms will always be a part of my daily life to deal with from now on.

It’s really just about empathy and understanding that some people have struggles that will follow them for life. And life is a lot easier for us when people take the time to understand those struggles and not just attempt to guess your story through their own limited world view.

Only In Dreams

One unusual thing that I’ve noticed over the last couple of months is that since I started dialysis, my dreams seem to be more vivid and defined than usual.

They’re not quite as good as the ones I used to have on vicodin while trying to pass kidney stones, but these are still pretty clear! They tend to be less elaborate – like little vignettes instead of full length movies, which admittedly can be a bit frustrating because I know most people have woken up in the middle of a dream and wished they could pick back up where they left off, if only it were that simple…

Some of the more interesting ones I’ve had lately:

  • Both of my parents showed up to visit me at my cubicle work.
  • I was packing up a Uhaul of my things to move down to Florida that included Legos, Nintendo Power magazines, and several fishtanks full of goldfish.
  • I was invited to a meeting at work for a project that I had nothing to do with, then got harassed by the leader of the meeting and fled to the cafeteria where I accidentally snuck past the cashier and took a Long John donut without paying for it.
  • Another one about moving to Florida, except this time I was bringing five friends along with me in a very small sports car that didn’t have room for their luggage, much less any of my own belongings.
  • I showed up and worked at the warehouse for a couple of hours while I was there on vacation, then just asked if they really needed me when I remembered what I made at my tech job down in Florida. Also, I couldn’t remember my passwords to login to their computer system anyways…
  • I had one recently where I actually realized it was only a dream and for some reason proceeded to drive my car out the window of a multi-story building, a la James Bond or something?!
  • And the weirdest one had me on a bus trip into Canada where we stopped at a hotel, but there was no parking available in the lot so the owner told us to park on the roof of the hotel, which was incredibly scary because the ramps were all super thin and even up on the roof they had us right next to the edge with no railings or anything! We had to carry all of our things down, though once we got back to the ground another group’s leader mentioned that there was some sort of pulley system that we could’ve used to move our luggage down.

I wonder where I’ll go tonight!

Where’d I Leave Off???

I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while now, but life has been a little crazy as of late. Go figure!

So I’ve been doing dialysis for five months now.

It’s certainly not my favorite thing to do, but it’s keeping me alive and who can really put a price on that? Well, aside from my insurance company, anyways – ouch! Thankfully the costs are pretty much covered between my private insurance and Medicare, and we’ve gotten used to hitting our Out of Pocket Max each year from the therapies that the kids used to do at home, so financially it’s not that big of a deal…

It can definitely be overwhelming, though – the extra time that it takes out of my schedule for treatments and doctor’s appointments, the added fatigue, the added sensitivity to things like diet and exercise – it all adds up to the point where I’m having to force myself to re-evaluate my new normal, so to speak. Needless to say, I relate more to the spoons method than I ever have before!

Still, I don’t want to sound all woe is me because when I compare my experience to other people going through the same thing, I realize that it’s actually going pretty well for me right now. I understand the process, which is something that I hear older folks struggling with when I go into the clinic. For the most part, I don’t have much trouble sleeping while the session is taking place, which some say that it’s hell for them to get comfortable. And I think I’m the most sympathetic for the kids that I read about struggling with doing dialysis at their young age and just feeling hopeless that their lives will be anything more than living off of a stupid machine.

I mean, I can complain about not being able to travel much or swim right now, but at 43 years old I can certainly say that I’ve done a lot of the things that I want to do with my life. I couldn’t imagine going through all of this in my teenage years when all I wanted was the freedom to explore life, whether that meant skipping out of school to go see rock concerts or staying up half the night with my friends attempting to create our own! I’ve struggled with depression myself plenty, so I get how looking at the requirements just to stay alive would be pretty dismal at that age.

Motivation has been tough for me lately, even compared to how I felt six weeks ago, so it gets easily overwhelming to look at a list of ten things that I need to get done and have to accept that right now maybe just a couple of them is all that I can reasonably handle. Which is tough because the rest of those ten things still exist and need to get done, but at the end of the day you can only do as much as you can do – whether you’re sick or perfectly healthy.

On top of that, it’s frustrating because I have a couple of tasks that have literally been following me for several months now – a savings account that I’m trying to help my Mom with, an issue with my new Medicare policy, and a side effect that presented itself after I started dialysis that I need a special surgery to correct. Nothing too crazy, but when I’ve got such limited mental bandwidth, I’d love to get them wrapped up so that I can focus my energy on literally anything else!

Oh yeah, and I’m still working on getting on the transplant list, too, though thankfully I’ve only got a couple more tests on my checklist before my case can go to the review board. They say the wait for my blood type (Type O) can be up to five years, so I’ll still be hoping that a living donor will come forward between now and then, but we’ll see what happens.

In the meantime, I’d like to start blogging more again, which I know I’ve said a brazillion times, but creative output seems to help keep my mind in the positive so this summer we’re going to try a little more of that and a little less sweating to 95-degree days in Florida!

A Mealā€™s Worth of Calories on Dialysis

Something that is definitely going to take some getting used to is ā€œlosingā€ some calories out of my diet due to the sugar in the dialysis fluid that I use.

Itā€™s estimated at around 500 calories a day, which is basically like drinking half a pitcher of Kool-Aid without the pleasure of actually drinking any Kool-Aid!

For example, yesterday looked like thisā€¦

  • Met-Rx Apple Pie Meal Replacement Bar – 380 cal
  • Banana (half) – 45 cal
  • Dialysis Fluid – 500 cal
  • Onnit Cookies & Cream Protein Bite – 140 cal
  • Almonds – 200 cal
  • Krab Wrap w/lettuce, cheese, mustard on Carb Counter Tortilla – 350 cal
  • Strawberries – 25 cal
  • McDonaldā€™s Fries – 100 cal
  • TOTAL – 1740 cal

Now my calorie budget, not accounting for exercise, is around 2,500 on a daily basis, so even with a calorie deficit of 500 I probably shouldā€™ve eaten a little more yesterday. The dialysis fluid is basically a meal by itself, but because Iā€™m doing it during the day right now itā€™s making me not as hungry in the afternoon, whereas when Iā€™m doing it at home it will be overnight while Iā€™m sleeping.

I will say that all of this – so far, anyways – is making me take my health a little more seriously, which admittedly is something I shouldā€™ve done years ago but thatā€™s neither here nor there. Iā€™m a little more confident about being able to lose some weight, though I did lose like 30 pounds last year, so hopefully I can make the best of a bad situation and make some changes that will help carry me through the years to come.