#Unprocessed October

Have I told you that we are in the Last 100 Days of the year? It’s totally my time of the year!  Safe from Zombie attack at Did That Just Happen Blog

My house is decorated for Halloween – and still safe from Zombies.

Brace yourself, pumpkin flavored everything is coming

And it’s pumpkin time!  I love pumpkin time!

I have reevaluated my life, my balance and I have redefined my goals for the Last 100 Days, and if you like that kinda thing, you need to be following OrtsofSorts with me! You know how I love a good challenge, and well, I’m LOVING this one!

You know what else I’m doing? #Unprocessed October! Yes, you heard that right.  I am in a challenge to only eat unprocessed foods. During the month of October.  The best month of the year.  Halloween Candy.  Pumpkin Spice Lattes.

And I can’t eat any of it.

But hey, you should do this with me! If you want to join, there is a badge on the right side you can click through and sign the pledge! Come join, seriously, it’ll be fun!

I survived Day 1, as part of my Living in the Now, I’m taking that as a win; however, I did keep a food diary to share with you to help keep me on track.

#unprocessed

Day 1:

Breakfast: Coffee is unprocessed.  I should probably read the instructions for this, but I’m sure coffee is unprocessed.  I’m brewing a cup.

Coffee is NOT the same without my Pumpkin Spice Creamer.  Or my Peppermint Mocha Creamer.  Unsweeted almond milk is not the same.  I bet that is processed.  Probably should have read the ingredient list.

I may not survive until the end of the month.

I have four homemade Lara bars left.  All hope is not lost.

Why are there left over fried pickles still here? I told Mr. T they were here, and he knows the reps send the left overs home for him.  Why would today be the day he doesn’t eat them?!?  Technically I could make those at home… so that doesn’t count, right? Crap.  I’m sure it counts.

I want extra points for walking away.

There should be a point system for this.

I should read the instructions; there might be a point system.

Morning Snack:

Maybe I could live on smoothies.  Fruit, spinach, technically you can make yogurt at home – I have a friend that did it, and I know all of the ingredients – flax seed… it says “seed”, that counts.  Almond milk.  Man, I have got to read that ingredient list!!!

Read through the instructions.  There is not a point system.

Lunch:

This looks like a normal meal for me, I can do this.  Massive salad time.  Romaine, carrots, zucchini, almond slivers, capers.

Note to self:  Research how to make salad dressing.  Like now.

 

Afternoon snack:

I am seriously hungry.  Pear.  Grapes.  Homemade Lara bar.

I have to go run an errand.  I drive right by fast food row.

How processed can a Taco Bell burrito really be? It’s vegetarian.  There has to be points for that.

Maybe we need a sliding scale…

Dinner:

Maybe I should make my own points scale, I drove right past Taco Bell.  And I drove past every other restaurant along the way.

Hello smoothie, my old friend.

Hello left over fried pickles, how did you get in my tummy?

There Must Always be Balance

There must always be balance in my life.  This lesson is taught to me over and over again.

Do you remember my new baby?

purple keurig

My purple Keurig that I just love?  Well, it was defective.  At first I thought it was my imagination, then I realized it wasn’t my imagination and it really was defective, but it was so cute – maybe I could just live with it.  Even though it bothered me greatly several times a day, I thought that those “quirks” were something I could work around, I could handle.

Yes, I was in an unhealthy relationship with my coffee maker.

I have no defense.  I can’t tell you why I stayed with it as long as I did, but yesterday, I finally extracted myself from the unhealthy relationship.  I knew it might not end well, but I had to do it.

I called Kohl’s.  I explained that I thought it was my imagination, then I thought I could live with it, but I couldn’t… but I was so committed to the relationship that I had already recycled the packaging.  The box was gone.

This is an example of how I now live my life – I just jump in with both feet!

Yes, this frequently comes back to haunt me.

The nice guy on the other end of the line told me that all would be okay.  He reassured me that even though I was fully committed to my machine, they understood that things happen and they could help me out of this dysfunctional relationship.  They would be happy to help me get out of the relationship and thought they could help me find a replacement. And, even though I found my guy on-line, I could take him back to the store.  Kohl’s didn’t want me to be without for any longer than necessary.  Of course, the replacement might not be as cool, as pretty or as purple.

It was a chance I had to take.

I unplugged it myself.  My heart broke a little.

Mr. T and I headed to town, stopped at the service desk and presented our documentation.

Now it was the moment of truth.  The long walk across the store to see what options I had.  Could I find the love of my life a second time?

I did!  They had purple in stock!  I did a happy dance in the aisles!

On the way back to the customer service desk, we saw a clearance rack.  Athletic wear, 70-80% off.  Mr. T and I both need jackets to work out in.  He found the sweatshirt he wanted, I found one I could use… both were normally $45, on sale for $13.  Then I found a lightweight rain jacket, that is perfect for the camping box, again, at a ridiculous price.

We gathered all our loot and headed to check out.

Of course, in my life, there must always be balance.

We got home and discovered that Mr. T didn’t have his original hoodie.  I had him call Kohl’s, and they went and checked… naturally his hoodie wasn’t there anymore.

Yeah, that just happened, I did get the love of my life back – and we lost T’s hoodie at the same time.