Lavender pajamas with pink and purple flowers after a nice hot bath are a lovely way to ease into bedtime. It is Wednesday night and I am sitting in bed with the lights off. There is no music playing or television broadcasting. As I reflect on my day, I feel mostly sadness. Each morning I awake with a fresh perspective and hopes for the day ahead. Today was the same, no different. I bathed and put on my tan cordoury pants, mauve shirt, vintage lion sweater (my moms), broke out my much anticipated brown suede pumps (less than $20 on clearance from $76), and accessorized with two rings given to me when I turned 16 (a ruby ring my dad gave to my mom for an anniversary and my moms wedding ring to my dad.)
I arrived at work at 7:15am. The 7:30am Media training was interesting and much better populated than last weeks Account Service training. In the hours that followed, I managed to say and do several things that still weigh on my mind. After training, I went about my tasks and replied to some messages and began my liquid diet for a day to reduce gas because “when my bowels speak, I listen.” Yes, eww is the appropriate response. (PS, I lasted on juices, water, and coffee most of the day–then I got a burrito bol from Chipotle for dinner.)
I stayed back from our 3rd Quarter Company Outing (poker and pool at Rivermarket Brewery.) My rationale was simply that I wanted to avoid temptation. Rivermarket Brewery would be full of it.
You see, a 1 week and 1 day ago, I gave up meat, dairy, booze, pop, and candy and became vegan. The outing would surround me with the things I’m avoiding (minus the candy.) I am strong and have remained vigilant for 1 week, but I was not ready for the test that the outing would provide. (it was a good thing I opted out because all the food was fried meat and cheese and all the people I would have hung out with were boozing pretty good.)
During my first week of veganism, I gained a new perspective on how and what I eat. Instead of eating sugary candy that makes me feel yucky, I now eat dried fruit such as apricots and mango slices. (I have papaya chucks yet to be taste tested.) I now end my days without the ravenous lust I previously felt.
*Must blog faster, Benedryl is kicking in.*
The week in food went by slowly because I was so focused on trying to find things I could and would eat. I made a trip to Whole Foods on Saturday (not advisable if you are not fond of large amounts of people.) There I picked up sweet potato chips, mango slices, fig Newmans, and carob covered raisins.
It is now 9:51pm and I feel better. Hot bath, Benadryl, and blogging make an excellent aid.
I must sleep, so for now, I say, Happy Week-i-versary, Self!
(*a note dearest readers: I posted this on Thursday morning because I fell asleep while writing last night. oops.)
