This Is The Start Of Something Awfully Wrong....

Monday:
Got an early start since I had to take mom to the airport....she is going to Mexico...Mexico City...Oaxaca...Cancun. Got back and felt hungry...sooooo..I was bad. Got 2 bacon,egg cheese bisquits and a diet coke at McDonalds. Hadnt been there in 6 months. But it was good. Went to the Y. Did my 3 sets of weight lifting...did the 2 30-minute crosstraining sessions, and did 2 45-minute bike ride. Came home and had lunch. Lunch was what my mother forgot to take with her on her trip that she was going to eat on the plane....1 yogurt, some trail mix, and a banana...oh and I also fixed a ham and cheese sandwich. Did some laundry and then headed to San Francisco to meet a friend for dinner. We ate at an italian place called Vic's or was it Victor. Quite good....bread was made fresh...I had gnocchi e pesto with a salad. Hit the spot. The bad thing was that when I left parking garage...I forgot my portfolio briefcase which had my composition book which has all my notes for my poetry....really upset about it and I got all the way before I remember what I did with it and I couldnt make it back up in time to catch the attendant. So I decided I would go back on Tuesday. Then I see the news report about Hurricane Wilma. The forecast is that it could hit cuba and the yucatan peninsula...guess where Cancun is. Not good.

Tuesday:
I get up and have a dental appointment at 8am. Saw the dentist and she is not liking what she see. My pockets are enlarging and that I need to consider getting a scaling which is a deep root cleaning...somewhat painful but something which I am not prepared to do. She wants to see me in 4 months and that I need to do a better job on flossing and brushing. Okay after that I get some breakfast...a yogurt...some toast...and a banana. Did some housework and check messages online. Then I go to Yoga...there were two things that she had us do that I knew I could not do...no way...tried anyway and had a good laugh. After yoga went and got lunch...Subway...thanks Paul...I had your sandwich combo but no chips. Showered and head to SF...oh but I stopped at The Vitamin Shoppe to pick up some things the powerlifter said to try. I get up to San Francisco....which I abhor to the nth degree in going...and you know what....they gave my briefcase to someone else....my god...I was dying inside....someone has my poetry book...all my inner thought and the bad drafts. On the outside of course I was cordial and humored...told them that I need to get the briefcase back...they said they know who has it and will get it....told them I will be back next week...Monday or Tuesday...gave them my name and number. On the way home I was just moping to myself about it and all the depressed things that have occurred lately. I am going to a movie...that will cheer me up...so off I go...oh and dinner was a ham cheese sandwich. And no Y...just too out of it now to go.