Cleanse!!!
Cleanse!!!
I’ve taken on some interesting challenges recently.
Last weekend, I had two friends come over to help Michelle and me get our house cleaned. It was a mess. FOr a while, I liked that it was casual, but at some point it overwhelmed my sense of messy. Unfortunately, by that time it overwhelmed my sense of being able to dig it out. I was trapped. Every time I tried to make a difference, i got frustrated and gave up.
After two whole days of cleaning, the kitchen and the living room are usable. Oh, and the bathroom is cleaner, i think, than it’s been since i have lived here. The walls in there apparently looked like that was someone’s smoking room.
The living room is nicer, bnt at the cost of removing my la-z-boy chair. started out as a conversation like “hey, would you consider getting rid of this” and proceeded to a long drawn out tirade in which, at one point, my chair was “hideous”. I was crying by this time, and finally choked out that it had been a birthday present from Diane. Stupid chair, i’m gettin choked up even now. WTF. Anyways, we moved it out to the garage and there’s a lot more room here.
On Monday, I started a 10-day cleanse fast. 32oz of salt water in the morning, nothing all day but a concoction of lemon/lime-ade with maple sugar and cayenne pepper. Day 1 was ok, nothing too unusual, last two days have been really runny.
Not satisfied with messing with my world with that, on tuesday i started a different abstention, one which my friends might understand without my having to name it. Last nite i was a bit gnarly, went to bed about 9. As soon as i finish typing this, i’ll likely go to bed and sleep it off. Usualy the first two days are kinda rough, and a bottle of tequila takes care of getting me over the hump, but being on a fast makes that impossible.