baked goods.
my demise.
Over the holidays, I indulged. Not like I used to but for my paleo butt, it was enough to pudge. Ah well. The grand thing about Paleo is you can pretty well bounce back rather quickly. No carbo, no bulgo.
There's been a great deal of stress lately and food hasn't necessarily been my vice. I think shock is my vice. Just walking around in a state of WTF. This isn't to say i haven't purchased the odd bag of chips or eaten one or two extra chocolates but in the past, it was booze and food. The oo's.
Without those oo vices, I am forces to actually see myself. Cannot say I like it. In the face of conflict, quite simply, i am a selfish bitch. Now that i finally know this, probably the last to know, lol, what to do about it? A side of conflict management, a healthy serving of anger management or get your shit together and grow upment? The glories of growing up. That's right I am at the ripe ol' age of 40 and there's still a lot of learnin' to be done.
I am grateful to be eating properly so that I may come out on top. I don't have the dips and jumps of energy. I can pretty well go all day, IF, I get proper zz's. So now that i have the eating under control.... it's mental therapy time.
Anyone... point me in a direction... forward with a smile please.
