I felt a bit better this Saturday morning, as the flu seemed slowly giving in. And I think it was because I drunk lots of the bone broth, ate balanced meals and relaxed the whole day on Friday. Well ok, maybe it was because I was super excited about going to few inspections of the available apartments I found on Day 25. My body was just brimming with adrenaline. I couldn’t even fell asleep the night before because I was imagining on of these apartments will be our new place. Our home.
Okay, I know that I’m kinda slacking the daily updates about how the Whole30 changes (or not) my life, as the end of it is coming closer. But just you know I actually had a pretty nice schedule for myself this weekend, including the daily journal, few recipes and a self study. Because I also decided that there is time to learn new things and signed up for an online course. However, you probably know how things work when you have a perfect plan, scheduled to every minute. I was able to post one recipe on the Friday morning (for the delicious Ajvar relish, if you did not notice yet) before I dropped off with a flu.
So today I devoted almost all my time and energy to the new apartment search. Because there just has to be a nice place for us! And that’s about it, not much else really happened today. So I’m sorry if you were looking for some crazy story from Day 25, but everyone has boring days sometimes. Right?
Only one week before I can have a glass of wine. Yaaay. Ok, now I probably look like an alcoholic. But I am really excited, I’m not gonna hide that. Otherwise I don’t even know what else I want to try to introduce at first. Well, I am looking forward to have yoghurt and cheese. And also some rice and sourdough bread. But I’m not so crazy about it anymore. The cravings are incomparable with the ones from the beginning of the Whole30. I’m actually almost scared to taste these things again. Worried that they will be either that good that I won’t be able to control myself or that they would in fact lose their appeal. No, that’s foolish. Cheese will be always good.
One more day with a delay, as I was just deadly tired last night, unable to type anymore. Which sounds funny considering the fact that I bundled up myself in the sleeping bag at 8 pm on Monday. But it’s nice to listen to your body clock sometimes. And maybe think ahead a little bit. Because I realised early enough there was no way we could sleep in on the hard ground under the tent. But I had the best time camping in Binna Burra this Monday and Tuesday. It was extremely relaxing. Well, at least if I’ll omit the turkeys.
I’m back! If you wondered why I haven’t posted a journal from day 22, it’s because we were camping at Binna Burra in Lamington National Park. And I found it slightly inappropriate to take my computer there. It would be pretty pathetic, if I would stare in the screen instead of watching the stars, don’t you think? And at least I know that I’m not that addicted to social media and technical achievements of modern times. I managed to survive over 24 hours without posting a single thing. Or even checking Instagram. The world won’t forget about you, if you skip Instagram for one day. It’s good to remind yourself every now and then. And that’s at least refreshing. Not only I have a great mood, but the tic in my eye is gone too.
Three weeks in! And honestly, it gets easier and easier. Well, if you read yesterday’s notes, you could notice that I still have some bad days according to mood. But otherwise I feel good. I sleep like a baby. I also have quite a lot of energy during the day. And what the biggest improvement is that the cravings are smaller and less tempting every day. Which I actually tested a big time today. Because I spent a whole afternoon at the Paniyiri Greek Festival. If you ever visited, you would know that it’s approximately 90% about the delicious Greek food. And of course after that come some traditions, dancing performances, competitions and so on. But you can easily say that Greeks like to eat.
Once in a while awful anxiety overwhelms my mind badly and changes the easy-going optimistic girl to the biggest drama queen in the world. Of course it doesn’t come from nowhere. But I am usually good dealing with little things. Even with some big things, still keeping my mind straight. But it has to be only few of them at a time. Because when they build up and the boundaries are exceeded I just can’t control myself. I would burst out. I would cry and shout and give some people very hard time. Thankfully it happens only once in a blue moon, otherwise I probably wouldn’t be married anymore.
Yesterday I couldn’t concentrate on anything and couldn’t think straight. And even though things are unfortunately not better and the sadness and bad conscience from being so far from home are still here, at least I have clearer mind today. I think saying things out loud (in my case writing them down) helped my mind a little bit. But as I needed to share those feelings yesterday, I can’t do it today. They are just too deep and too personal at this moment.
I always loved to try new meals and ingredients when possible. But it wasn’t so easy at all the times. Just so you know, I am from a small Czech town with 7000 residents, where the new is not accepted so easily sometimes. Just for example, apart from Czech restaurants, we have one Chinese restaurant and few pizza places in my hometown. And that’s as far as the curiosity of new things can get. I believe that these days it might be better and the young people are more open to the new flavours. But it will probably still take some time before the food mentality changes here.