Day three of no meat or dairy.
I am cranky. I am angry. I am sullen. I would tackle somebody for the traces of cheese under their fingernails.
But, as if this morning, I also feel lighter, cleaner, and less weighed down.
I did decide that the coffee couldn't go. Actually, Mark begged me to not stop with the coffee, because yesterday, frankly...I was a monster. So, as any good wife would do, I submitted to his authority and had a cup this morning. I am anything if not obedient. Ahem.
Anywhoooo, I am committed. But if this feeling of being unsatisfied after meals continues, I will be committed to either jail or the looney bin. I hear in both places you get three square meals a day...that include meat.
Hmmmmmmmmm.
