7th day of hcg diet

Seven point 8 pounds lost after 6 days on the diet. That's 7.8. How can that be? Yay me. Still not hungry nor craving anything. Still love the food. Crazy.

Busy days...I'm blocking out Monday to have some R&R. Really, I have to learn to veg out sometimes. When I moved into my apartment I was 100% expecting to have days where I would do nothing but read. And that I would break out the cobwebby projects. None have happened. Not that it's a bad thing, it's just kind of a surprise. And something I want to do something about.

The apartment is finally reaching it's max capacity for 'stuff.' It seemed like a bottomless pit when it was empty, but it did finally fill up. Now I'm getting a tad depressed that I still don't have room, wherever I live, for my beloved piano. I miss that thing so much. The keyboard I got is a nice enough substitute but is just not not not the same thing. The other things I miss: the hope chest and chow bench that my Mom got before I was even born. They're beautiful. I keep wracking my brain trying to imagine where I could squeeze them in here. Am almost out of options. But, color me optimistic, desire will prevail.

P.S. I just got up and played the keyboard. It was great. Not nearly as dismal as I made it sound above.

QUESTION FOR READERS:
Am curious, if there is anyone out there reading this post, what you think of family obligations? And family feuds. When is it OK to stop speaking to a family member? Or snub them?

My own thumbnail philosophy, finally adopted after many years of not being conscious of the value of family, is that there is no stronger group one can belong to. In the absence of violence, abuse, and neglect, I believe that this is the group we need to be the most forgiving of and loyal to. Please tell me what you think.