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Whole30: Day 4

I kinda want to kill everyone.  No, I won't really commit murder, but it seems like little things are setting me off.  

The Huz left a mess in the kitchen and I nearly lost my mind.  I had to walk away to stop myself from yelling mean words.  I've been cleaning the kitchen and doing the dishes every day for months, and it wasn't a big deal.  Today, it bothered me.  

Also, the kids are fighting about stupid things.  Their yelling at each other is making me stress out.

And, I'm starting to have some cravings.  This morning I wanted a slice of toast so badly I put one in the toaster, but then when it popped up I gave it to Gannon to eat instead.  It was almost too easy to slip.  I didn't and I'm grateful, but I'm surprised at how my body suddenly wanted something it hasn't had in months.  I don't usually eat toast anyway!

I think it's just my brain's way of saying, "GIVE ME BACK THOSE HAPPY FOODS!"

I'll get through this.  And hopefully I won't have to sacrifice a family member to do it!

Breakfast was eggs again, lunch I had a salad with some chicken, and for dinner we had chicken fajita over mixed greens.  I also went for a 9-mile bike ride before dinner.  It was tough the last 4 miles but I survived.  Now I'm tired enough to go to bed.  I hope tomorrow brings me some much needed energy!


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