Day 30: Wednesday Oct 2nd
LAST. DAY. WAHOOOO!
It felt like I was counting the minutes. And then, of course, I read this thread, and I wanted to just keep going. But I also want to be able to go out to a restaurant without it being difficult. And I miss sushi, and ice cream.
My ice cream date with Julie is tomorrow, and so after my evening appointment, I swung by the grocery store and picked up a bunch of dairy for my re-introduction that starts tomorrow: cream for my coffee, fancy cheeses, and full-fat yogurt. I didn’t pick up any ice cream, because my house and ice cream is a bad idea. I really have no concept of serving sizes.
Here’s what I got:
Other than that, I spent a lot of the day thinking about this webpost: Life is Freaking Brutiful. It really, truly spoke to me. It is probably a subject for another post, but I try and hide the broken things. I don’t want people to see that, because I am ashamed I’m broken. It’s probably time to break out the Brené Brown books and start reading them. I think the universe is pointing me in this way, and who am I to ignore that?