((((((((lyn, B Bear))))))))))))

She called again to tell mer the apnt i had been given was not an apnt time - it's a community dinner that they all attend every week. Sooooooooooooooo no apnt for me this week. Fortunately it isn't too long to the next one (again scheduling mishaps) - monday. The other thing is that it is *never* ever on time. So instead of 6:30 it will be 6:45 - which really means 7pm. She always runs 15 past what she says.
Yeah - i guess i'm in a better space... I'm not desperate or in danger. Instead, I'm in "I really don't give a rats ***." Lovely expression - i wonder who coined that one.
meanwhile, i'm on day 10 (and here's the real sucky kicker), and I feel just as bad digestively as I did when i ate what i wanted.
I will continue to stick with this in the case of "this takes time"..... and eat my cardboard "bread", my almond milk, and butter beans....