Today is my tenth day without sugar. Not coincidentally, it was also the fourth day in a row that I have managed to get out of bed when the alarm went off, to make it through the day without a nap and to dodge an afternoon headache. Obviously, sugar is my own personal Kryptonite, exposure to which leaves me a tired, lethargic, cranky mess minus any super powers, whatsoever. Therefore, cupcakes will get kicked to the curb for the duration.
Ooh, speaking of cupcakes, The Teenager turns fifteen next month. Fifteen. The though of that alone gives me a permanent feeling of nausea which makes craving sugar the least of my issues even if cupcakes are on the menu which, they probably are.
Maybe I should just schedule time for afternoon naps right now.