Oh yes....it's that bad. This past weekend was BRU-TAL. I wanted to do NOTHING more than curl up on my couch with a bag of Smartfood and stuff my face and watch movies. I have been exhausted, work is hell at the moment, and the shortened days are getting to me a little bit (not complaining about the weather here, because I love Fall and Winter!).
BUT GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS????
It's THAT time, the time when every woman must lower her head in shame, grab her bleeding rock and wait it out in the woods somewhere where the men don't have to deal with/ see her (I took a lot of women's studies in University ok?). So is this the proof of my experiment? That really, I only crave candy and junk badly at this time? If that is the case, then I am ok with that. LET ME EAT CAKE RIGHT NOW PEOPLE. I deserve it. Only I am still sticking this challenge out over the next three days, even though I am fucking miserable.
I turned down pumpkin donuts from Downey's Farm yesterday. Many of you have no idea what that means, so I will tell you: when Zeus comes down to earth and offers you some Ambrosia and a seat beside him and all his little friends on the mountain, you don't turn that shit down. BECAUSE IT IS THE BEST THING YOU WILL EVER BE OFFERED IN YOUR LIFE. That's what turning down pumpkin donuts from Downey's is like. You would only have to be an idiot, or dedicated to some stupid challenge to say no to that.
So there you have it. I do apologize about all the period talk, but guess what? It happens. Not talking about it won't make it go away. I promise I won't mention it again because the experiment seems to have been a success and I have learned something from it.
Who knew that my willpower would be tested the most at the END of my challenge?