10:29am - The Cleanse is officially broken. I’m back on Starbucks. I feel complete again.
1:17pm - I’m still thinking about food a lot, but now instead of “God, I’m hungry.” It’s “God, I’m full.” I welcome the change. I had a whole wheat bagel and 2 eggs over easy for breakfast 4 hours ago, and I’m still feeling like I cow. I think the bagel was a little much, but I’m ruthless when it comes to breaking this bitch. I had a very busy morning of shopping for my All Saints Day costume, and I needed the extra energy. (Yes, I said All Saints Day… I don’t celebrate Halloween like you heathens. My BF is throwing a Martyr Party where everyone has to dress up as their favorite martyr. I’m going as Joan of Arc, but the BF said I might as well just go as myself, since I deprived myself of food for ten days.)
1:27pm - I take back what I said at 10:29am. Now the Cleanse is officially broken. Just had my first solid BM in almost two weeks. Another welcomed change.
5:22pm – Went to the grocery store earlier today to buy another lemon. I had a few violent flashbacks, but I managed to keep calm knowing that this particular lemon is going to be used for the apple pie I’m baking tomorrow, and not for M.C. Juice.
9:51pm - For dinner: Almond-crusted flounder and medley of okra, corn, tomato and butter beans that the BF made. There were a few big chunks of bacon in the beans. Luckily, my meat-trained eyed spotted them and was able to pick them all out. BF claimed that he “forgot” about the bacon. But I still think he’s trying to trick me into becoming a meat eater again. For dessert: Pecan pie from the Farmer’s Market. Listen, just because I finished the Cleanse, doesn’t mean I’m going to be eating healthy 24/7. It’s also worth mentioning that we had wine with dinner. It’s good to be buzzed back.
