Looking ahead to another week.  I tend to hate Sunday nights because I go home, leaving my friends at church, and come home with a whole week looming in front.  I was thinking negatively on my way home, but that's been better since I had some food.  Being hungry almost always equals negative thinking now.  I'm afraid I'm going to gain weight because I really can't let myself get too hungry, and it sometimes feels like I'm eating all the time.

S and I texted a bit yesterday.  :)  Haven't heard from her today, though.

H comes home tomorrow.  I don't think her schedule will permit us getting together this week, though, and I don't meet my counselor this week either.  Three weeks is a long time for me to go without either of those.

I don't have anything fun planned for this week, so that probably doesn't help: nothing to look forward to.  I was telling my counselor about what I've been doing lately: plan something specific to look forward to at home, usually just a cup of something warm (tea, coffee) and a TV show, but as long as I have something.