I have decided that I need to start writing my blog earlier in the day. By the time I get around to it in the evening, I am fairly well exhausted and ready for bed. The trick is, getting up earlier to have something to write about. And if I did that, I’d be so tired I would go to bed even earlier and I would be back in the same situation. I guess I will just have to suck it up and write. Right?
I have nothing worthy of an entertaining blog tonight. I spent much of the day cleaning up the leftover wrappings and food from Christmas. Of course, I ate most of the leftover food. Not as in all of it. I just sampled everything. And then I went back for more. If left to my own devices I might have eaten it all, but I was starting to feel ill so I stopped. I think it is my body trying to force me into some sort of intervention. A salad intervention.
And I am ready to be led to the salad bar.
So tomorrow I’m definitely having a salad…I can almost taste the crispy romaine! I was craving one all day and that in and of itself is a bit worrisome. I mean, who craves a salad? That’s something you eat because you have to, not because you are dying for a taste of it. You’re supposed to crave chips and dip, or ice cream and cookies, or even a juicy steak…but not salad. On the plus side, my husband told me I looked really good this evening and suggested that I might have lost a little weight. I suppose I didn’t eat THAT much today after all. But I was riding a sugar high from that last piece of pie and the half a brownie I found so I’m sure I had that happy glow.
But as with most happy glows caused by large sugar intake…I am ready to crash for the night. And when I get up tomorrow there will be no more leftover sweets to indulge in. I will be free of the temptations and ready to jump back into the healthy food kick. Or maybe I’ll just wait until next week. I mean, my birthday is in a few days…I can’t give up sweets before I have my cake, right?
Until the next time…I’ll be on a two day diet until my birthday!