Day 9 of 60

It has been a rough couple of days, as you know.  My car was broken into on Sunday in broad day light. They broke the driver's side window and stole my purse. I lost my iPad, iPhone, new purse, new wallet, make up, and all my debit/credit cards. Not to mention $26.00.

I think I discovered through all of this, I am not an emotional eater. My cravings/hunger wasn't affected at all. I have just been frustrated, angry, felt violated, and closing all my cards and bank accounts has been a big pain in the backside.

I have realized I am a social eater/drinker. I love to sit and talk over a meal. I miss eating with S and the kids. I like to experience food and all that happens when we prepare/eat it.  I see people at work get their lunches and sit around and chat, I feel like an outcast. I also have realized that the reason I have never liked to cook is somewhere in my sub-concious is inscribed "People who cook are fat" and I don't want to be fat, therefore, I hate to cook. I discovered this because I have had a big urge to cook since I have been on our juice feast. I keep thinking "Oh! I could make this and I could make that and it won't make me fat because I can't eat any of it."  I guess there's something to work through there. :)

I am not hungry anymore, I even forget to juice. I am bored, like I said I enjoy the culture around food and I am missing out on that. It'll be worth it, I lost 6 pounds last week. SIX! I would take a picture, but oh wait someone stole my camera too because it was in my phone. Thanks, moron-who-stole-my-purse.