My mood is only so-so today. I'm not depressed, or even sad, but more the feeling one gets when something really nice ends and you're back to a hum drum situation. My psychiatrist will be away for six weeks. All of our projects relating to our deck and gardens are complete. I would perhaps just be enjoying them right now, but the sky is gray. I brought up a rather triggering topic with my psychiatrist yesterday. All he said in the end was to talk about it with my therapist. He is right, but...I don't know. I do like my therapist, but I guess she's been saying some things I'd rather not hear, lately. Perhaps it is what I should hear, though.

I'm still doing well with my diet. I actually feel and look like I've lost some weight. Given this, I'm hoping/expecting that this week's weight loss amount should be very good. The two weeks before I lost almost 5 pounds. Let's say, as an example, that I have lost 3 or more pounds this week. If that is the case, I think that after losing eight pounds one might feel/see a difference. Eight pounds would be almost one quarter of the grand total I want to lose. I'm sure that my weekly weight loss amounts will start decreasing soon, unless I start adding even more exercise. My husband (also on the diet) said his belt fits one notch smaller. Ditto for me, but where I feel/see the biggest reduction in size is in my thighs and bosom. It would be really great to be able to fit into the next size smaller. Almost all of my clothes are the next size smaller.

I haven't worn my wedding band for some years now. If I can reach my final weight goal, it should hopefully fit again. I'm not aiming to be the weight I was when I got married. I think that's unnecessary.