Note: I know I spelled cool wrong, keep reading so you know why.
I woke up at 3:30 this morning. It’s now 5:42 and I did not successfully go back to sleep. I will be needing to buy a lifetime supply of Dunkin Donuts to get me through the day. At about 4:30, I had an “oh” moment. Not a bad oh, or a scared oh. More like a, putting the pieces together oh. I think if I hadn’t had this moment, I would’ve been able to nicely drift back into dream land, but no, I had to put the pieces together.
Ever have this happen? Ever want to punch yourself in the face for it? Yeah, me too.
Because I felt bad for myself, I made coffee, and then I put chocolate in it.
Remember when I was cleaning yesterday?
I swear, those are all piles in some way shape or form. I was on a throwing out/ organizing rampage.
I wish I had taken pictures of our front hall when I was just about done. It was packed high with boxes and bags. Some garbage, some stuff to donate. Thankfully I caught my friend Cody, he helped me carry stuff, while his lady went through my clothes to see if any would accommodate her growing belly.
- 8 boxes of clothes
- 5 garbage bags to be thrown out
- 1 lonely quesadilla maker that no one wants
- 1 sore girl
So All that is left to do today is mopping and a few other little things. Thank God.
I also go to the surgeon today! I’ve been waiting for this so he can let me know when I can officially start running again. Yippee!
Thanks to Belinda, I just got in my good hardy laugh for the morning, and I want to share it with you:
Have you see these Kool Towels?
You use it to keep cool while working out or doing any other activity (the list on the site is extensive). To activate, you run it under water then put it on your body. Then you wring it out, put it under water again, and repeat.
….. So, it’s a towel.
Maybe I’m missing a really awesome factor here, if I am, please tell me.
Okay, for a quick second I’m going to talk about something that is actually, blog related.
I am a well know emotional eater. Sad? Ice Cream. Angry? Cake. Happy? Beer. There is no emotion that I can’t justify eating with. It’s taken me a really long time to understand what is happening and to actually sit back, feel my feelings and not eat them (yuck, right?).
There is a whole lot of stuff happening in my life right this second and every day I’m noticing it more and more that I’m spending extra time in the kitchen. I’m excited to go back to work because (amongst other things) I don’t have a refrigerator that I can eat out of there.
Tips that I use to avoid emotional eating:
- I close the kitchen in between meals and after dinner.
- I drink water, all my water, and then more if I need to. If I’m full, I won’t eat.
- I find something to do with my hands; typing, crafting, beating up Pat.
- Just like an addiction, a craving only lasts 5 min, so I find something to distract myself- sit ups, planks, anything.
- Chew gum.
- If it’s really bad, I take a shower- you can’t eat in the shower.
- Journal about it.
Like anyone who has ever been in any sort of therapy; I know the power of the journal. Even if you don’t know the root of the problem, start with what you do know and work backwards, just keep writing, you’ll hit the heart of the problem eventually. You may want to cry- but you won’t feel like eating.
In other news: I’m famous!