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Friday night I slept 12 hours. Last night I slept 10 hours. When I am not sleeping, I am hungry. It is 5:15 and I ate dinner about 4 o’clock, was still hungry, contemplated making pineapple casserole, realized it had to cook for an hour, and ate crackers instead.
I don’t want to know how much sodium I’ve had today. In an effort to not spend money on food at work, I bought stuff to take…but most of it is frozen or packaged. I know, I know. I am incapable of packing healthful things. Sigh. I am so afraid I am going to have gestational diabetes. I go for the one-hour test in 3 more weeks.
ANYWAY, this wasn’t supposed to be depressing, just funny. You can all have a good laugh when next week I’ve gained 40 lbs.