It's funny how the human brain, sneaky beast that it is, can desperately try to undermine our successes. So close to the 30 day mark, and cravings I haven't had all month have come right back- I want a hot meal and a cup of tea and a glass of whiskey and some spicy noodles please.
And some oatmeal.
Its almost as if, being so close, it wouldn't matter if I cheated- on something I imposed on myself. Ridiculous! It would be like cheating on solitaire.
I'm sure that most of it is just my uterus kicking around, making all sorts of unreasonable demands- when we feel a little delicate physically, it's amazing what we'll crave as a form of self-medication to release those all-important, feel-good hormones. It's well known that cheese has has naturally occurring morphine in it, and chocolate stimulates the pleasure centres in the brain. Now, I don't get cheese cravings but I certainly get cravings for high quality chocolate and such.
as much as I'd like this and that, I'm not going to cave so close to our finish line- that wasn't even an option on the table (hah!); but it's important to acknowledge cravings and troubled moments with this sort of thing. I'd be inhuman if I didn't have weak moments! And what would be the fun in that, I ask you.
We've started renovating the kitchen yesterday and I'm really, really pumped about that. Goodbye, ugly septic pasty salmon pink walls! (the original owners tried to match the walls to the Mexican tile floors. Mixed results.) I can't wait to have a dedicated blender/juicer/food processor counter- to make both smoothies, *and* fancy blender drinks with little umbrellas and possibly rum. It's going to be a lot of work (and black paint) but it's coming together. And it's a good distraction from wanting a curry.
