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Day 13

Today I took the day off. Not from the program, but from cooking.

We went to a friend's housewarming and I took some stuff with me to eat, but I decided not to totally restrict the kids on what they could eat. It made the whole thing far less stressful. Although Charlotte was still throwing a fit, screaming and crying, when we left. So I guess I'm left with a choice. Deal with the fits from being denied food or deal with the fit that comes later from avoiding the first fit.

*sigh*

I spent a fair amount of time trying to track down the ingredients in the Aidell's Smoked Paprika sausages I had. I recycled the belly band that has all of that information on it so it would take up less room in the fridge something like a month ago. If anyone has any leads, I would greatly appreciate it! Most of their sausages are safe on the plan so I decided I'd risk it.


By the time we got home, everyone was exhausted and our dishwasher is broken so I would have had to hand-wash dishes before making dinner (privilege problems, I know). So, I decided to take a risk and order Thai food.

I called our favorite place, but they premake their curries and they all have sugar. I called a place we haven't tried before and they said they could do it without sugar. Bingo! I didn't ask about all the other possible ingredients (cornstarch, msg, etc...) because it didn't occur to me to ask until after I'd ordered. Whoops.

Now I'm sitting here worrying. It was probably okay. The broth was not thick (suggesting they didn't use a thickener) and I scooped all of the bamboo, eggplant, and shrimp out of the broth, so it wasn't completely drowning in it. But any off-list food is still off-list food. I guess I'll have to decide if I should start over when I don't actually know if I went off plan or not.

Okay, I thought about it. Not starting over.

Still, I'm trying to also decide if the stress of not knowing exactly what's in my food was worth saving the work of preparing it myself. The good news is that after my 30 days I can worry about it less and let my body do more of the talking. If I feel okay, I feel okay. If not, avoid it next time. Problem solved.

Before I turn in, shout out to Will & Anne for lending me their copy of the Whole30 book! I have to take the book I borrowed back to the library tomorrow, so they rescued me.

Almost halfway there. Any suggestions on how I should celebrate my halfway mark? Obviously, can't do it with food!


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