Either I do nothing or I do everything at once.
Every once in a while I will wake up and schedule myself and/or my daughter for 12 classes and 7 appointments that reach far into the future. But most days I do nothing.
So last week I purchased 30 days worth of Isagenix to try and get my eating on track. I had the option of ordering 11 days worth, but went all the way. What could I have been thinking?
The lovely & extremely thin woman who is my “counselor” has provided me with all kinds of directions. Oh my do I dislike being directed. Tell me I have to eat a certain thing and not to eat other certain things and you will find me at 7-11.
Although I’m mostly harming myself this way, I slip into child mode and hide the fact that I’m cheating. I find great joy in “getting over” on . . . who? Me, myself and I.
Nothing really brings me more joy than lying to my husband. He apologized last night for making chicken & mashed potatoes because he assumed I could not eat the meal.
Oh.my.God did that ever tickle me. I’d just had a Slurpee, an ice cream bar and a package of donuts. I thanked him for the chicken as I surreptitiously slipped mashed potatoes and gravy into the bowl.
Today I am following the fasting procedures, now that I’ve made it clear I have choices and options and “You’re not my mother! You can’t tell me what to do!”
I just read a great book entitled: “You are Not so Smart.”
Clearly, this is true.