I had the usual temper tantrum with myself over wine with dinner, and the "whhhhhyyyyyy?" of dinner. I pressed on. ate an entire bag of sugar snap peas while frying/burning chicken breasts in a pan. the air was black and smoky, and the food, to be honest, not that great. but it was paleo, gosh darnit.
am I supposed to be white-knuckling through this whole thing?
there was a headache too.
and a snappishness.
and a hurrying of children off to bed.
and then a long night of tossing and turning and bad dreams.
could I really be that addicted? is this some kind of carb-withdrawal delirium tremens?
today was another day.
food:
lara bar
black coffee
salad with chicken breast, made at home
apple
and then, I got the call to mi ranchito. did ok though--too tired to eat really. one beer, skillet of vegetables, lingering headache.
all part of the war, right?
tomorrow my baby is seven years old.
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