This diet absolutely blows but I do happen to be in less pain than I was yesterday. We'll see if the trend continues. Unfortunately, I am also low-key hungry all the damn time. Dinner is hilarious because I get to watch Spouse scarf down cheddar broccoli soup or mac n' cheese and I am sitting there with my sad-ass cup of broth, smelling all the deliciousness I can't have.
The constant low-level hunger plus inevitably thinking about the Muse the last couple of days plus also having to do a bit of catch-up on Dracula Daily is putting me in exactly the sort of frame of mind you'd expect. (Blood doesn't qualify for the liquids phase but it would be excellent for the low-fiber solids phase. Also I was trying to look up how much gelatin powder I'd have to add to 500mL of broth to approximate the viscosity of human blood, but I couldn't find anything about the viscosity of melted gelatin at 37°C. Never thought I'd ever miss having access to a rheometer, but here we are.)
This has been messing with my blood sugar a bit so I've been making some hilarious mistakes... I just sewed two of the buttons back on this jacket wrong. Arrrgh. I am almost done with the short-term alterations for this stupid jacket and then I can get back to the carving stuff.
I'll be back to eating a normal diet by the time next weekend rolls around, but then our meal schedule for that Saturday is going to be all borked up... and someone's gonna ask me why I'm not availing myself of the snack table. My personal Imp of The Perverse so wants to reply, "you will I trust, excuse me that I do not join you, but I have dined already, and I do not sup” but I can't guarantee he'd get the reference.
It's also going to be cloudy as hell that day and there is a decent chance of rain, so alas, I do not think I'll be able to bring the lace parasol. Besides, I'll already have to juggle the cape and the purse and hat (which I absolutely cannot keep on once we are seated) and there's been no place to put any of this besides at one's seat for the last two venues.