Just hit with a tweet storm from the teen. Not worth going into the details because it's about nothing - just her feeling irritable and needing to find something (or someone) to blame it on. At first I started feeling angsty (is that a word?) I felt "the fixer" moving in... "How can I make this better?"
And then I stopped.
I'm counting down the months until graduation. I hate to wish my daughter's year away, but I need her to be done. Whatever comes next is up to her to decide.
I drank 54 ounces of water yesterday. I have 56 to go today to hit 64... It's actually hard - I'm not a big water drinker. I feel *kind of* good about food yesterday. Bad choices included two single servings of Skinny Pop and Chik-fil-A nuggets for dinner; when I honestly wasn't hungry. I went over my daily points by 2.
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