Sometimes you just don't want to do anything.
Seriously. I haven't brushed my teeth today and it's 9:51 p.m....
This is what I like to refer to as "sleep for the soul."
Instead of replenishing my physical being, like one would during sleeping hours, I have officially taken the past 14-hours to replenish my mental state. This included (but was by no means limited to):
1. Watching countless hours of Grey's Anatomy.
2. Wearing incredibly heinous fuzzy-yellow socks.
3. Eating lots of peanut butter.
Now, you may be asking yourself, why is this girl rambling on about doing nothing-in-particular on a blog that's supposed to be about refined sugars? Well, allow me to explain...
On days like this (which happen a good six-times per annum), I would normally have baked a large, gooey, delicious batch of my mom's famous chocolate chip cookies. This batch, I would tell myself, would be a great treat throughout the week - one that the whole family would enjoy for the next 14-days to come.
And then 6:30 p.m. would roll around and I would realize that I had polished off a good 7 cookies (and that's being generous in my estimated consumption).
Anywho, the point here is simple. Instead of eating a shiza-ton of sugar-infested salty butter balls, I have instead chosen to enjoy a lovely organic pink-lady apple paired with a scrumptious, natural, creamy peanut butter spread.
Sweetness delivered the way Mamma Earth intended - nothing could put my soul more at rest.
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