Day 8

Today was my first day back to work after a three-week vacation. Although I work from home on Mondays and Fridays, it is still a very different schedule. Let me tell you, a person has considerably less time to write when they are working full-time.

Today was the pits. I did not juice on Sunday. I thought I would do it during lunch time today. Boy, was I wrong. So I went out to The Filling Station Coffee Shop and got a juice for breakfast. (Thank you, Filling Station.)

But I skipped lunch and by mid-afternoon I did not have the time or patience to juice. I ate a bunch of pistachio nuts. Because they were there.  And fell into the pit of despair.

I did juice in the evening, although picking up my car from the shop kept me from starting until 8 PM or so. And I was still cleaning the kitchen -- and kind of grumpy -- at 9:30 PM.

On Sunday, my friend Mary from Function Junction tried to counsel me. She says to juice more when I juice so I can juice less frequently.  She says she has three different types of juice in her fridge at any given time. In hermetically sealed glass containers to preserve freshness. (Of course, I ran right out to Function Junction and got those.) She says she only juices three times a week.

But when it is after 9 PM and you have just finished your usual juicing, it is hard to want to forge ahead.

One of the ads I am now getting regularly on Facebook is for a New York company that will juice for you & deliver the juice (in the New York area) for $65 a day. I can see why people are willing to spend the money.