It’s only been three days and I’m proud to say I’ve resisted sweets, including most artificial sweeteners as well. The first day was super easy, but day 2? Hard. Day 3? Harder. I’ve never craved anything like I crave sugar, particularly after a meal. Even my subconscious is having a hard time, since I found myself in the middle of a dream where I was told to dive right into a mountain of ice cream, cake, and cinnamon rolls. A smorgasbord of deliciousness. It was the most heavenly display of desserts I’d ever seen and I was instructed to eat ALL of it like it was my job. That is, if my job was the BEST JOB ON EARTH!
My mouth is watering just thinking about it again.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. It’s evident that my sugar addiction was even worse than I assumed. Hoping a few more days and the cravings won’t be so bad. Until then, you can find me counting down the days/hours/minutes until Mother’s Day, which is when I’ll allow myself a day of indulgence.
But... Will There Be Cake? 