Sometimes, chocolate is all that stands between me and a certain insanity.
Do you ever feel like a bundle of bumble bees is buzzing in your belly? Or like your chest has a very large mammal camped out on it? A heaving hippopotamus of doom? Is your brain a whir of warring whispers?
Two words: Social Anxiety
The chocolate is merely a distraction. And it's off limits right now as I am STILL trying to shed those last ten freakishly stubborn pounds. So I need a new distraction and it will probably be cleaning.
Folks, I like cleaning almost as much as I like beets, which is to say not at all. Desperate times call for desperate measures. How do you distract yourself?
*Title just for you, b.