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Bulletproof coffee (BPC) is delicious, but probably not my friend. LOL. Holy crap talk about a boatload of caffeine. I drank about 12-14 ounces of it on Sunday and it pretty much ruined my day. Jittery to the point of feeling altered. I hate feeling altered. Bond's wife (at the house visiting Wil) explained that coffee has about 8 x's the amount of caffeine as Coca-cola, which I used to drink.
Our weekend was busy, and I really derailed myself with the BPC, so I feel way behind and unorganized this week. I was tempted to stay home from work today to cook and relax, and get my bearings again. I think as I get older I'm more of an introvert than I once was, or maybe it's just that I didn't recognize it when I was younger. But staying home means sharing my space with Golden and that's not all that relaxing, so I went to work. Next week I'll be fighting to get myself out the door in the mornings.
My grandson was not feeling back to normal until Sunday, poor kid. He did go for a haircut on Saturday when I took S3 for one. And the stylist found a wood tick! Ugh. It didn't look like it had been attached terribly long, but it had to have been since Friday afternoon, because he hadn't left the house since I picked him up.
Sunday Bond's wife came over to visit Wil. I had a friend reach out, so I invited her over, too. I attempted to make muffins while buzzed on BPC, which meant instead of making 12 muffins, I had to make 24, because I made the first batch the wrong flavor. Sometimes I wonder where I've checked my brain, because I need to go back and claim it.
S2 went home with his mom when she left in the early afternoon. We managed to take my grandson, S2, and Beanie to a trampoline gym before I took my grandson back. Hopefully that made up for S3 and Beanie not wanting to play outside once the rain stopped.
It's been gray here for days on end. I need some sunshine!
Bulletproof coffee (BPC) is delicious, but probably not my friend. LOL. Holy crap talk about a boatload of caffeine. I drank about 12-14 ounces of it on Sunday and it pretty much ruined my day. Jittery to the point of feeling altered. I hate feeling altered. Bond's wife (at the house visiting Wil) explained that coffee has about 8 x's the amount of caffeine as Coca-cola, which I used to drink.
Our weekend was busy, and I really derailed myself with the BPC, so I feel way behind and unorganized this week. I was tempted to stay home from work today to cook and relax, and get my bearings again. I think as I get older I'm more of an introvert than I once was, or maybe it's just that I didn't recognize it when I was younger. But staying home means sharing my space with Golden and that's not all that relaxing, so I went to work. Next week I'll be fighting to get myself out the door in the mornings.
My grandson was not feeling back to normal until Sunday, poor kid. He did go for a haircut on Saturday when I took S3 for one. And the stylist found a wood tick! Ugh. It didn't look like it had been attached terribly long, but it had to have been since Friday afternoon, because he hadn't left the house since I picked him up.
Sunday Bond's wife came over to visit Wil. I had a friend reach out, so I invited her over, too. I attempted to make muffins while buzzed on BPC, which meant instead of making 12 muffins, I had to make 24, because I made the first batch the wrong flavor. Sometimes I wonder where I've checked my brain, because I need to go back and claim it.
S2 went home with his mom when she left in the early afternoon. We managed to take my grandson, S2, and Beanie to a trampoline gym before I took my grandson back. Hopefully that made up for S3 and Beanie not wanting to play outside once the rain stopped.
It's been gray here for days on end. I need some sunshine!