(shhh, I am stalling for bed time. I got out of a spanking this morning. I whined, grabbed the door and flat out refused to submit. EVEN when he got that…. are you sure you want to do that…. Look on his face. Ooops. I really don’t want it to be bed time yet.) Stalling….
Food is my enemy. That is what I have decided. After the week I have had you would agree. This bug I have is giving me fits. For one, I almost NEVER get hungry. It just isn’t a sensation that I am all that familiar with. Normally hunger is taken care of with a few sips of water. Real hunger? Nope. Not until this week.
I get hungry, eat, get a tummy ache and vomit. Nothing would stay down and I always felt that awful feeling the rest of the population is very familiar with. Very frustrating, I can tell you that.
The results? Now that I am over that bug, I can eat. But…. Only very small snacks. I normally eat 5 to 6 times a day because I can’t eat a lot any time. Now it is ridiculous. A few bites and I am done. It is like I just had gastric by-pass surgery or something. After a small bowl of soup for supper and I feel like I just ate thanksgiving dinner.
One good thing? My “fat” jeans are getting loose again. They look more like MOM jeans. Even baggy in the butt again. I can be happy for that one thing right?
….. Still stalling…. Did he forget? I can hope…. Right? Not a chance. This one is going to be bad. I was frustrated, trying to sew but with delay after delay. Dad was home on a Friday, so the kids were off schedule. Chaos. I had a melt down then refused the cure. This is NOT going to be a fun evening.
Time to face that paddle…..