Day One

Feeling a little glum and bummed today.

First day of Whole30, I honestly thought I’d be much more excited, and pumped to get this thing going.

I know I need it. As I said, I have a laundry list of unspoken complaints, from tummy discomfort to autoimmune diseases, and this promises to help.

I also need it psychologically.  As perhaps is evidenced by my feelings today.

Repeating: I use food. I medicated with food. I am very very attached to food.

So normally on a day like today (snow still melting away muddy and grey, cold and wet, dirty house from the weekend, tired Momma from babes not sleeping so well, lots of laundry and a sinkful of cold, dirty dishes from yesterday), I would just crank up the coffee and sugar up with some simple carbs. And….GO!

But I don’t really like my coffee with just the coconut milk. And I can’t medicate this away (however temporarily).  I can’t happy-up with food.

Which is the entire point of doing whole30. To get off this roller coaster of feelings-causing-eating.

So here we go.

I’m about to clean my kitchen, then the rest of the house, then clarify about 4 pounds of butter and make some homemade mayo. All while switching laundry out like a pro.

Let’s hope this works. It’s already hard as hell.