Yesterday, I wrote about wanting to stab myself with a titanium spork.
Today, I still want to stab myself with that spork.
It's not because I'm having a hard time sticking to my diet, or even because I'm excessively dreaming about snacks. I'm actually doing a good job of staying on track. I've kept to my plan, drank lots of water, and even exercised.
It's just that I am grumpy.
The truth is that I've been really, really hungry today and I feel like snarling at everyone. I'm not tempted to cheat or anything, it's just that I feel like ripping my entire family's collective head off and tossing it down the garbage chute.
They haven't done anything wrong...really. (Well, unless I count the mess The Wife made in the living room with a bunch of packages that arrived on the Big Brown Truck, or The Kid excessively complaining because she didn't want to have rice for dinner.)
Okay, so they haven't done anything bad.
I am grumpy, and I want to murder them in their beds and quietly bury them in the backyard.
But of course I would definitely regret that move, so instead I'm sulking in the office and writing in my blog.
Tomorrow will be a better day. Right?
Oh heck, where is that spork? I think I'd rather just go stab myself now and get it over with.
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Can you get away?? Pamper yourself alittle? See a movie, pedi, shopping? Something to get away. OR take the family out to a movie or park and have a good time together. Something that will make you all laugh. It is true that laughter is the best medicine.
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