Day 3. The first week of any change is always the hardest. I have re-framed what will be "acceptable" because the other plan was going to be a big, fat failure. Finding foods that are within the "limits" ( no wheat gluten and no dairy in any form) are pretty much the guns I'm sticking to for now. I added back my one cup of coffee in the morning ( oh my jesus I HAD to) and whereas having absolutely NO sugar or salt for the rest of my life sounds great in theory, it just won't work. Sooooo, I'm doing what I gotta do. I know that my biggest problems are my addiction to wheat and the terrible intolerance I have for lactose....and by cutting off those chickens heads, eventually the animal dies and I no longer crave. Yay me. It's not quitting that is the bitch, it's the staying quitted. Hehe, the daily 'seeing' and 'coveting' and 'ohmygawdthatlooksahmayzing'. Emotional shit too cause I will eat a feeling in a nanosecond fee sure. Here's my eating for the day.

7:30 am - Tall blonde soy mist with 2 splenda ( on the way to get my son)
8:40 am - Creamy brown rice farina with almonds and raisins (new food....tasted like ass)
Noon - Broiled squash, eggplant, peppers in grape seed oil and herbs with 2 oz chicken
2:00 pm - A few cold broiled veg
5:00 pm - Mexican. ( small amount of polenta, beans, homemade salsa and kale/lettuce)

I also experimented with brownies today. Made 2 batches of black bean brownies. Not bad. Had one. And just now 7:02 ate 1/4 cup raisins.

I'm not counting calories anymore. I inherently know how much each thing is worth. I'm looking to feel better, not drop weight. I might have another brownie later. lol.

Day 1. And I've already backslid on the high ideal that I wanted to uphold. I really need to relax a little. But I know ME. Give a mouse a cookie, and he'll want a glass of milk. I cannot give myself leeway, at least not in the beginning. I have to be Nazi militant in my dedication. Holy Balls Of Headache!!! I wake up with a screamer and my husband is making a huge pot of coffee. "Have a cup", he smirks, "it aint gonna kill you." Fahk. My brain grows an arm and before I realize what has happened, there is a cup of coffee in my hand. I use almond milk and 1 splenda, it tastes like CRAP. So I drink half and dump the rest. Take Advil. Eat my 1/4 cup oats with almonds and raisins. Banana at 9am. Lunch is 3 oz chicken, polenta, black beans, avocado, red pepper and lettuce. Stuffed. 1/4 cup raisins at 2pm with 2 oz chicken. My head is still not good. And I itch. Why? No clue. Making a gluten-free meatloaf and kale salad for dinner. I hate this part. De-tox makes me all kinds of evil. Gah.