Morning rite and noon prayer rite went well.

Some personal struggles still. I despair at certain shit remaining unresolved until after the Abramelin, but we can’t all be perfect.

I think I figured out the problem with my stomach. I had suspected it to be the case but wasn’t completely certain. I changed the balance of my diet from 50-25-25 (% calories from carbs, fats, and proteins) to 40-30-30 and my body didn’t like the sharp increase of protein. At all. I’m going to switch back to 50-25-25 and see if that resolves things. I may also have to talk to some people and find out if I need special enzymes in my diet or something. Ridiculous.

Started my CPT exam prep class today and moved to the new office space at work. I now share an office and have a desk next to the window with a beautiful view of downtown Boston. Life is good. I will say however that this is the strangest job I’ve ever had, and the absolute worst case of disorganization in the history of ever. I don’t dislike it but wow, it is complete chaos. But I’m receiving good benefits and paychecks so…so be it.

Still no word on the wand. I have NO idea now if it’ll even be possible to finagle the time off of work without promising to be able to work from home. I suspect my final week, like much of the operation, will come with some compromises. No excuses, as they say.

Evening rite went well.