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That is the way I feel right now - just blah. I had suspected that the guy I was communicating with online and on the phone was lieing to me about various things. What I discovered was that he was actually using the cell phone I gave him to call ME on to call 3 other women (all of whom thought that they were his "girlfriend". When I called to confront him about it he never answered his home phone (I had the cell turned off) so I left him a message. He had the nerve to have his older sister call me to threaten me that I better stop calling the numbers on the phone bill or "else". Or "else" what? They live in friggen Montana over 1500 mile from me, what is she going to drive out here to beat me up? His mom assures me that I will get the phone back AND that he will somehow pay for the minutes that he used which caused me to go over my plan. I hate men!

Medifasting has become a bore right now. Everything is starting to taste the same - even the L&G. I know that the food isn't changing and I think I am dealing more with a borderline or depression issue than I am with a MF issue. I am determined to stay on plan - even though I blew it the other night with some cookies (doggone my daughter for making them!)

To fight the depression, I am continuing to sew which is still enjoyable. I have been able to complete Deanna's quilt top (Pictured above) and am planning on starting one for my sister tomorrow. I also want to make myself some fun Christmasy flannel jammies to wear in the hospital next week when I have my surgery. If I get that done, I also want to make some skirts for my neices. Since I am completely broke, Christmas is going to have to be homemade this year. That sucks for my 16 year old daughter, I remember how lame homemade stuff was when I was her age, but I can't help it. I am just lucky to be able to say I have a place to live at this point.

A bright light in the darkness is that someone from the forum has offererd to "help" me for Christmas. She said that every year she tries to pick a family to help for Christmas and she wanted to help me. What a blessing that message was. She is going to send me a Visa gift card. I suppose it could only have $10 on it, but that is more than I have right now. I will give it to Deanna and let her pick out whatever she wants with it.

Well, off to pick out the fabrics for my next projects. Gotta keep busy or the gloom will take over.