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I Failed

 I didn’t want to blog today.

I did terribly bad this week in eating healthy. 

I tried to figure out why. Whyyyy did this week cause me to get so off track?!

Now my joints hurt again and my inflammation is back. 

Last week was MUCH more stressful emotionally. This week shouldn’t have been so rough. 

Then I realized, because I am tracking my food and activity in a journal, the biggest trigger for me to give up on my good goals...

Messy house.

The house was a disaster. The kids destroyed their rooms which spilled into the living room and it was past the point where they can effectively handle it themselves. We had let the dishes pile up because we had some really busy days and the mess was overwhelming. 

When the house is a mess, I feel a huge loss of peace and control and I am overwhelmed by work that has to be done.

I don’t need a clean house to impress people. I need a clean house because when I look at my messy house, all I see is work. 

Messy house triggers stress eating for me, and not wanting to cook/ “mess up the house further”. 

I’m bummed that I self-destructed some this week. But I am also thankful to have figured out that a messy house is a trigger for unhealthy behavior. 

I divided the chores up, asked my husband to help with some things and, while it’s still a work in progress because you have to declutter before scrubbing, it’s better and I already feel healthier!

David and I are committed to start working out tomorrow so, if we don’t, I will give one of my FB friends $100. 😂

See you next week for progress report and mid week for a lesson I learned about clothes ! 




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