The good creamer is gone.
I am officially without my sugar.
I guess you could say that this is my REAL day 1 in Whole 30, buuuuut let’s not and say we did.
Don’t ask about the creamer-substitute.
Doing my best to emphasize laughter over fighting with Biff and Bash. Praying the boys take the laughs with them to school tomorrow and not the fighting.
Blondie drew me a Valentine of Nancy Drew and her “assistant” catching a ghost. I showed my Nancy Drew books with her, asked her if she wanted to read one, but she said no. It’s hard to sell a mystery to Blondie that has no talking dog as a sidekick.
My use of creamer must have delayed the traditional Whole30 timeline, as explained in the first chapters of the book:
Day 1: No big deal/what have I done
Days 2-3: The hangover
Days 4-5: Kill all the things
Days 6-7: I just want to nap
Days 8-9: Nooooo! My pants are tighter!
Days 10-11: The hardest days
Days 12-15: I dream of…junk food?
Days 16-27: Tiger blood!
Day 21: I am so over this.
Days 22-25: The scale and mirror are calling…
Day 28: 28 is as good as 30…right?
Days 29-30: Holyoprahitsalmostoverwhatamigoingtoeatnow? (Yes, this is the actual heading.)
Day 31: Deep breathing, and maybe some wine.
I’m supposedly on “The Hardest Days,” but pretty sure my body’s on the “nap” stage. My brain’s three seconds behind everything. I’ve started this paragraph over four times now. I just want a glass of wine and to call it a night.
This doesn’t bode well for the next week.
Whatever we’re in.
Okay, need to leave you on a good note…a musical note!
The blues are the roots and the other musics are the fruits. Without the roots you have no fruits so it’s better keeping the roots alive because it means better fruits from now on.
Came across this quote in my research of blues music and loved it. There is a feeling in blues music that just cannot be matched in other genres, at least not precisely. Maybe it’s this simplicity so many songs have, or that the notes and lyrics gut one so. It’s the kind of music that can warm you and make you cry all at once.
Quite a different feel from the fire and rage of The Who’s Quadrophenia, wouldn’t you say?
But it fits one of my WIPs in the best sort of way.
Now if my brain would just catch up to my body…
Don’t forget that my novel’s on sale all month! Tell your fantasy-lovin’ friends it’s loads of awesome for only 99 cents.
Read on, share on, and write on, my friends!