day 3 of no sugar.

is it sad to confess that I have fantasized incessantly about giant, warm baked cookies...and opened the freezer door and thought about devouring the children's ice cream and blaming it on the brothers separately, so they never know it was me?

I am convinced I cannot sleep because of my lack of sugar intake.

no, I'm not watching my weight...I just consume so much refined sugar that it's had a terrible effect on my health and energy levels.

here's what happenes...

"I'm hungry"

voice in my head: "go cook something"

"nah'

voice in my head: "you'll feel better if you do"

"umm...you do have a...nah"

voice in my head: "well, there is (insert refined sugar product here, here, and here)"

"much better, so convenient"

Anyway, dumping sugar or taking this big break away from each other at least is really rather depressing. All the fun in life suddenly came to a halt.

Oh well, at least there are the raw bell peppers and raw radishes. sigh