Monday was a beast.
When I stress – I eat yeast.
Potato chips in my hand?
I’m on the FIT WAGON – I’m the BAND
but then again, LIFE. She is funny.
But I wouldn’t be attracted to being fat – again, if each pound yielded money.
HOW TO QUIT STRESS EATING for Dummies
Is a book I need in my low moments of yummies.
I didn’t eat the full SNACK SIZE bag of chips in the 24-hour day.
I ate a few and walked away. I came back several times during the day.
At the end of 24-hours a half bag of chips did lay.
So, um, I think I did… okay.
That was Monday. It sounds rough but I won in the end.
I handled the weight of several lives with no buckle or bend.
I had to ‘do what I do’ and dammit I did it.
Love by the pounds. When there’s a need, I give it.
I did and it wore me out! I slept like a baby last night.
I woke up this morning refreshed and feeling blessed. What a delight.
How was your rest? Did you destress and what have you got up for the day?
Feeling like it’s really Friday. My work is shaping up – I want to play.
My beloved Twisted Tuesday:
let’s make #ProductiveHay