I have never had problems with my Day 10 & Day 11 like I have this round. I never even went through the “kill all the things” phase, or extreme withdrawal symptoms in the earlier days. But damn if I haven’t just been feeling everything these past couple days.
I had my usual breakfast yesterday, with some leftover Italian Wedding Soup for lunch. I have been trying to get caught up on dishes and cleaning and such, and it has just not been happening. I was exhausted yesterday at work, and by the time I got home at the end of the day I had a raging headache, was in no mood to cook, and was too tired to do much of anything. The one success from my day was my Five Minute Ketchup, but even that turned slightly disastrous when I attempted to make Thousand Island dressing and spilled stuff everywhere. So I had some “sub in a tub” and called it a night.
Which is now making me remember that I left frozen meat out all night long. Hopefully it’s okay. Sigh.
I have also been craving all the things. ALL THE THINGS. I want pizza. I want a sub. I want to be able to run through the fast food drive-thru every once in awhile like a normal person. I don’t want to have to turn down dinner invitations because the menu is pre-planned and I’m not sure what I’ll be able to eat. I want pizza and some buffalo wings like nobody’s business right now, and the thought of doing this for 168 more days actually pisses me off.