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Well That Didn't Last Long

Well, operation Sugar Detox lasted about as long as it took me to write the blog post about it. I will admit that I am conscious of my sugar intake, and I am trying to cut down. But I'm not hitting my 30-40g goal. I keep sneaking in a glass of chocolate milk at the end of the day. There is just something about chocolate milk that is comforting to me.

So I'm thinking Operation Sugar Detox is a no go at the moment. Between cookie exchanges, hot chocolate, and just overall stress (with not not being able to run), I'm not going to realistically keep my sugar to 30-40g. But I do plan to try to still consume sugar within moderation. Although I'm not reaching my goal and the AHA recommendations at the moment, 50g is better than 120g. So I am still making some type of progress.

I've been busy with my freelancing jobs. In addition to taking care of Lil Man, and getting him back into his plagyroups, trying to keep the house clean, I've now added some freelance jobs to the mix. So far it's working out that I do the majority of the work on Lil Man's nap, then work some more once Hubby gets home.

Since we are planning on trying to put Lil Man into preschool earlier than we thought, this money will help with the expenses. So I'm thankful that so far it seems to be working out. I'm glad I've pursued this route.

Well I hear the dryer buzzer... guess it's time to move on to the next task...


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