(Isn't that a line in a song or something?!) Oh yeah, it is, here's the link...hilarious!
ANYWAY, the last week has been pretty good food wise. I have kept myself very, very, very, very, very, very busy, as I said I would. I tell you, when busyness is productive and not just busyness for the sake of being busy, well, those big item tickets start getting marked off the "To Do" list and....drum roll....there's not a lot of time for snacking out of boredom.
Some of those big ticket items entailed painting a bathroom and the dining room, changing the chandelier in the said dining room, and hanging crown molding. I was going to sew curtains but my mom told me to create a little margin in my life, so I took her advice and realized we don't need curtains before Thanksgiving. Do we ever really need them? No. No one needs curtains, unless your shower is glass and faces your neighbor...we need food, water, shelter and some clothes, but that's another post.
So, I'm not going to lie. I mean, just painting a bathroom doesn't sound stressful or like it could trigger stress eating, but I'm anal. I hand cut in my edging because I like clean, straight lines. That in and of itself isn't necessarily stressful, but wrapping my body around the toilet with my head in a precarious position, much like this, it can become stressful. Painting the dining room wasn't stressful, though I had to stand like this most of the time trying to paint the cove ceiling so as a result my neck had a kink in it which earned me a neck rub, so, the stress didn't stick around too long.
Last week I ate Paleo style, eliminating high glycemic starchy foods, eating tons of salads and meat, raw veggies and pretty much an apple each day. Besides the fact that my 15 month old cut 6 teeth and didn't sleep amazingly, I felt great, didn't have gas and wasn't hungry between meals. I got this great book from the library called Everyday Paleo by Sarah Fragoso. I'm thinking Paleo will be my first choice round of the 4 month eating plan when I start officially.
ANYWAY, where the stress, or trigger, came in was when Jason started cutting and hanging the crown molding. THAT is NOT a simple thing, I tell you! It looks beautiful now, but baby there's some wood putty, let's just say...
The tipping point, or real trigger that drove me to pour a large glass of wine and consume a heavy dose of chocolate was the hanging of the chandelier. Hoochie mama, was that super fun?! #$%^&* Our marriage is happily still in tact but standing on a chair holding a chandelier while your hubby stands on a bar stool twisting wires, your arms shaking because you did the extra long version of Jackie Warner's workout earlier, and the little stinking bolts that are supposed to secure the mighty piece to the ceiling keep falling to the floor...well, like I said, it was a large glass of wine.
For reals, my husband is an engineer and even he said the chandelier, at least how it is secured to the ceiling, was designed poorly. I hadn't even added the weight of the glass candle covers, and to be honest, all I could imagine was the whole thing falling to the table during Thanksgiving causing senior citizens, and even junior senior citizens, to have heart failure. Jason added two extra screws, secured in sheet rock anchors, and literally, the stress lifted. No one will die at the dinner table! WHEW!
Anyway, house projects can trigger me even though I enjoy doing them. And, as I asked myself that question last week about being angry, I learned a few more of my triggers. Now I just have to figure out what I should do when I'm around a trigger or something or someone triggers me.
I think awareness is half the battle. Do you have triggers?
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