Divorced! It was official a few weeks back. The last few months were pure hell. It's still a roller coaster of emotion but I'm happy, really happy. So happy I started the Martha Stewart/Whole Living 21 day detox. I'm deep into day three, drinking my elixir as I type. I feel fine. Yes, I would love a tall latte or a spoonful of peanut butter but I wouldn't sell my 1st born for a taste so I feel it's a win. I just finish the green been snack which was great and full of flavor.
Tired you ask? Yes, but I'm always tired. I take a shit load of medication along with a constant fight with low iron.
This weekend I'm taking Leo "mama camping"… we spend the night in a local hotel, swim, watch movies and order room service. The ideal camping situation, correct? I'm fearing the worst with handling the detox while my son shoves his face with popcorn and M&M's. Battle of the bulge is turning into a war.