Tales From the Keto Kremlin - And, We Move Into Spooky Season!

 A note: I wrote this entry over several days...so I am writing this from decidedly non-menstruating perspective.

Newly recovered!

Greetings!  

I am reporting to you from the keto flu survival camp.  The last time I started keto, I wasn't in the middle of my forever period, so it didn't feel as devastating as this time around. This being said, the worst symptoms I experienced this time, was the brutal brain fog and fatigue...and of course, the consistent water retention.  Hormones are a helluva drug.

Given the menstrual circumstances, I couldn't really tell too firmly if my weight had gone down at all, last week.  The intermittent fasting has also been a vicious challenge, because the last thing you want to do during a 4 week period, is skip meals.  I ate breakfast for the remainder of my period, and it was beneficial.  Once my period cleared out here, I returned to fasting between 8pm and 12pm noon, the next day.  Bring on all the morning coffee!

I'm no xtian, but...

Further personal developments this past week:

My habit research materials arrived, so I am looking forward to studying some psychology again.  Given that I'm reading about Jung and tarot with archetypal work, some good hearty behavour modification should be a really good balance, right?  

I have also made a deal with myself, that there will be no more purchasing pressies until I have officially lost 10 pounds, from right now.  I'm determined to make it; I've already started my Kiss shopping cart.

Just for funsies; I got myself a short underbust corset.  I love how corsets look; I haven't ever worn one for more than several minutes, to take some photos.  So, I thought, "let's learn corseting".

And, after two hours in that sucker, I thought, "nope...not for me.  Let's just stick with wearing it for fashion!"

I'll just shrink my waist the other way; through starvation and self loathing!  

Just kidding - I'll throw some exercise in there, too.

As of this week's weigh-in, I'm sitting at 193 lbs. I'm happy to be seeing some progress, and I'll be very happy to move out of the 190's, completely.  

My goal, though...is still about 50 lbs away.  That's a big ol' chunk of matter.  So, I have created a reward schedule for this resa (Swedish for journey).

Below, is my "reward schedule"

Milestone                          Reward

-15 lbs                               New instant manicures from Kiss/ImPress website (I've already filled my cart)

-30 lbs                               New lingerie; I'm thinking I'll need new bras *again* by this point

-40 lbs                               New clothes; though I am really excited to get back into the things I can't wear,                                              currently...definitely new workout shoes by this point.

-50 lbs                               I win!  This is to be determined, as I want it to be something very motivating, and                                           I think that it will likely change a few times before I hit this goal.

And that's enough rambling about dieting.

My every morning, because intermittent fasting is hard.

It's Spooky Season!!

Going hexing, getting manis, whatevs

Spooktember and Spooktober are very interesting months in our little home.  

Things start going "missing".

Things start moving location overnight.

Cabinet doors close of their own volition (thanks, Frank!).

Electronics work really strangely.

My home is like an Air BNB or a truck stop for spirits.  They start 'popping in' in September, and they really like to pass through on visits throughout October.

I've never had a malicious one, nor have I ever been frightened.  I also never push my visitors out.  If I feel someone around, I give them the tour; tell them the house rules.

House Rules

1) Do your best not to break anything; accidents happen, but I won't tolerate intentional damage.

2) Make yourself at home, stay as long as you like; so long as we all get along, we'll be fine.

3) Please, let the boy sleep at night; you can spend time with him during the day.

4) The Fey live here, permanently.  Please don't disturb their plant homes; they don't take kindly to that.

5) I burn incense and sage; please know that it is not to "cleanse" you out.  It's a tribute on my altar; Santa         Muerte is a big deal around here. 

6) Messages are welcome!  Please feel free to speak to me, anytime.  I apologize, I cannot do anything about     the drafty walls and windows, nor the water pressure.  

Rule #3 has become important as of late; my kiddo shared that something was "glowing green" in his room last night.  I'm all for visitation and spirits making themselves known; kiddo's gotta get his REM sleep, though.

I do what I can to make my space welcoming for these spirits.  I don't know if they're "freshly" deceased, and passing through.  I don't know if they have their handbooks, yet.  I don't know if they're passing through on an annual trip to visit their living descendants.  What I do know, is that they do need a place to rest their weary miasma, and if my home is where that happens, so be it.  I've yet to hear complaints about the food, music, or service, overall.

If you misbehave, it's a promise.

Do any of you host any visitors at this time of year?  The veil gets so thin now; it's easy to encounter someone wanting to connect with you from "the other side".

Well, I'm off to go prepare some pickerel for dinner.  With brussels sprouts.  

Hail yourselves!

S