Okay, enough procrastination. I've officially been looking at shoes online (with no intention to buy) for 30 minutes now and Facebook for 20. I know it's because I really don't want to write today and publically air my setbacks. However, a commitment is a commitment and I will remain true to my word.
Speaking of words, here are my 2 for the day . . .
Milk. Shake.
WAIT! Actually 3 words
Chocolate. Milk. Shake.
And 58 grams of sugar . . .
There, I said it and now you know that there is not a chance in heck I stayed below my 20 grams. Can I blame it a fit of hormonal rage? That might make me feel a little better. Just kidding, no matter what the endocrine flux the fact is that, yes. I did have a small chocolate shake and I'm owning up to. No, I'm not perfect. Yes, I screwed up. My small victory is that I didn't then give into my inner voice, which said, "Well, darn, might was well eat all the sugar and chocolate today that you want since you already blew it". Believe me, in the past I would have.
In brutal honesty, that was not the biggest breakdown of the day. Just a few hours ago my husband got a text message from me stating "It's been a bad parenting day. I hope you'll be home soon". Yeah, that's never a good sign.
Opened a door, not realizing that child 1 was behind it and nailed him above the eye with the doorknob. Child 1 later threw a rather large plastic train down the stairs which hit child 2 on the head. Clean up time at the end of the day was refused by children so when the timer went off and the room was still a diaster, Color Crew privlages are revoked. That caused immense tears and some high-pitched screaching (which makes me want to poke my eyeballs out). That's not all, but I don't want to bore you. Suffice to say that I will be glad when tomorrow comes. Fresh start!
