80.8kg this morning, but here I am cheating again because this is the first time I've weighed myself in the morning, when I'm naturally lighter. Nevertheless, I continue forging ahead. I plan to make it to the gym tonight.
I'm skipping my Life's Work Center session today. I'm filled with fear that I'm fucking up my work for another client. What's messed up is that what I want to do is not fire away kicking ass at my to-do-list until I'm ahead of the game. What I want to do is pull the covers back over my head and go back to sleep.
At the very least I need to give Tom at the LWC a phone call to let him know I won't be there. That way I'm at least not cowering from the world--I'm making contact.
Still, I have this horrid feeling that it's only 9:30 and the whole day is already shot. That may have more to do with not being able to afford drugs these days than anything else. Or maybe I'll feel better with some coffee in me.