2nd Day off the White Stuff (Sugar, Flour, Chardonnay)

I went to bed at 8:30 last night. I was dragging. I get the same symptoms every time I do this detox thing. It feels like lead running through my veins. I dragged myself out of bed at 4:45. I just had a cup of caffeinated tea. That makes me feel human. A little more energetic.

Yesterday, I held my breath while walking by Nuts on Clark, a popcorn place. The smell of caramel corn is to die for. Anyway, now that I'm journaling I can't believe how much of my day is taken up with thinking about food, wanting food, plotting to get food, remembering delicious food experiences, mourning the loss of those delicious foods in my diet, feeling guilty about food, feeling triumphant about my victories over food. I feel like a country at war. I am using so much of my mental, physical and emotional energy to fight this battle. No wonder why I don't give my husband and kids the attention they need. When I think of how much I could accomplish in my life if I could end the war and just live in peace....

I had a 2nd cup of caffeinated tea because that's all the Corner Bakery sells. I felt much better today. I am home now and hungry and making fish, brown rice and spinach. As it is a Friday night I'd love to sit down and have a glass of wine with my hubby but that's not going to happen. I'll have to find some other way to unwind on a Friday or Saturday evening...