One advantage to paying with a card, in terms of keeping track of spending, is that you can look at your bank statement to see what you spent. I have been running into trouble when paying with cash because I don’t always receive a receipt. Which on the one hand is great – less for me to throw away. But last week I supposedly spent $0 on groceries, which is possible because I had a good size rewards rebate from my credit card, and we ate out for several meals, but still, I can’t help feel like I forgot something.
I went to bed early last night. I had taken a migraine pill two days in a row because the first day it didn’t seem to do anything. The second day it worked and it turned me out like a light. I can’t quite decide if this is cheating or not. I feel like if there is extra sleep needed, getting it at night instead of the morning is the way to go. Since I feel like I’ve made some progress with fatigue during this experiment, the migraine/exhaustion combination has become clearer and more disappointing. It gets me thinking about diet, a subject with which I (and the rest of the culture) am unnaturally obsessed. There are millions of ways to eat for millions of things, including headaches. Eating for headaches isn’t at odds with eating real food, which is what I’ve otherwise been trying to do, but it does limit or eliminate some foods that are otherwise healthy as you try to discover if they are personal migraine triggers. I’ve looked at some triggers like caffeine and msg, but I’ve never tried eliminating them all. I suppose I didn’t think I needed to, and now I do. I want my energy, I want my life. So I’m considering giving it a try. Another experiment, another trial period.
Of course, here’s one thing that has never happened in all of the experimental or elimination diets I have tried over the years. I have never, ever, not once ever, never ever ever, eliminated chocolate (which is very high on the list of migraine triggers.) There is not a candy, pie, cake, turnover or doughnut I want unless it has chocolate in it. I am openly hostile to desserts that are not chocolate. A sugar cookie? Why bother? Vanilla milkshake? Barf. A snickerdoodle? F— that. So…should I decide to tackle this, some serious self-control would be required. If I give it a go, I’ll let you know.
As always with anything food related, I reserve the right to change my mind when I get hungry.