Well, here I sit on day seven starting to feel my bratty-ness rearing it's head. Toward the end last time I didn't want to drink any of the lemonade at all. I got to the point that I just didn't want to be bothered with it and simply chose hunger. Spoiled right? Well, I am fighting against that now. I think I'm just bored. I love variety and this isn't getting it. Lemon and lime taste the same at this point and I don't care for either one. *chugs "lemonade" out of guilt*
I have to admit, however, that I feel fine physically. As a matter of fact I feel wonderful. All of my weird cravings are gone, though I can't wait to make vegan something with quinoa! OMG!!! I swear it is calling my name. Huh? Oh, I thought I hear something. Anyway, I just have 3 more days of , ugh, lemonade, then 2 more days of orange juice (maybe), and then 2 days of the recommended soup. No problem. Dang that soup sounds good right now. *salivating*
Okay so that's all for now. This is all about discipline and iwa pele and I am going to maintain both until the end. Ase.
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