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POSTED
2024-05-09
07-081940
08-47148
09-081966
10-31

This is an individal status update page, too short for a proper blog post, but it's what's going on with me as of the date of the post.


The good:

The bad:

  • My 97-year-old maternal grandfather died at the end of April, following my maternal grandmother's death last August, and I'm on a trip to LA right now for the funeral (which was originally just a trip for Elizabeth's med school graduation), which is going to come with a lot of challenging family dynamics with my mom and her side of the family.
  • The fungus gnat problem, while better, is still infuriating.
  • Even though I'm financially comfortable by any objective assessment, I find myself very stressed about money and being able to fund all my goals.
  • I completed a successful minicut (that I ended a few weeks early because of extreme hunger, low energy, disrupted sleep, etc) and got my ab veins back, but even though I've now been on maintenance for almost two months since then and been really disciplined about not overdoing caloric intake (and suffering too much rebound weight gain), my weight restabilized at almost 10 lbs above my end-of-minicut weight, and I remain very hungry all the time. At least I still have my ab veins, however much they're not nearly as pronounced as I would like.
  • I'm frustrated that I seem to never have enough time to address the numerous home improvement projects that are on my to-do list, no matter how small they might be.
  • I shattered my Pixel 3 XL phone screen, a rock cracked my windshield on the 470, and I mysteriously chipped my tooth.

The ugly:

  • I find myself often extremely irritable and overwhelmed. I desperately long for some peace and equanimity, but I struggle to find it, and I'm wrestling with some interrelated psychological dynamics around irritability, control, loss, grief, risk-aversion, delayed gratification, and longing. I'm pretty good at not directing my frustration at people who don't deserve it, but when Max or Murrby are the triggers of some concrete displeasure (eg, Max's being a punk (not doing what he knows I'm asking for and just defiantly glaring at me) or Murrby's incessant morning howling (because, as a cat, he just wants the opposite of whatever he currently has)), my emotional response is disproportionate to the stimulus. And the consequence is that I'm often very rough and unkind to them, losing control over my behavior, and eroding my relationship with them (especially Max, who can both hold a grudge and learn to fear me).