Have you ever had a week day sneak up on you? Better yet, have you ever felt stuck in a replay of "Groundhog Day"? I was called into work yesterday, a last minute thing, and my week has again been thwarted! Since Christmas my work schedule has been funky. I honestly don't know what day it is! Normally, I work Wednesday and Friday and when you throw in an extra day, my brain is like, "HUH? Where am I?"
Of course, my brain is usually like that...this just makes it worse.
That said, I haven't had a chance to visit your writing. Apologies. I shall pick up tomorrow (hopefully) as long as there are no more phone calls in the night.
THANK YOU all so much for your encouraging words on my last post. Three days into this new eating and I feel as though I've been deprived of everything! And that's a frightening feeling. There are moments when I feel out of control and others when I feel, oddly, claustrophobic. Who knew that not being able to just go dip into the pantry whenever I please could make me feel claustrophobic? And that makes me curious: am I a slave to food?
Food addiction. Now there's an interesting topic. I never noticed how much my comfort depended upon certain types of food. I'm not really hungry all the time; I'm just used to eating whatever I want whenever I want it. This is definitely a learning process.
Those of you who have given up foods, either for good or for a short time, what was the hardest part for you? Not necessarily the hardest foods to give up. I think we determined those were cheese and wine (is wine a food?) :)
It's a growing process, friends! Thank you for the encouragement and the cheers. and if anyone wants to smuggle me a piece of cheese, I'll love you forever and a day...wait, who's typing this??? Aaaaahhhh!!
PS: Over at the book blog, I'm talking about book club selections and reading books blindly given...oh, and I've posited a bit of a design question...