I woke up at 4:10am today. No reason... well, I did go to bed kinda early (11:30p-12a) It took almost two hours to get back to sleep. I hate when this happens because Once I get back to sleep, I really wanna SLEEP. The alarm clock get s to buzzin' and get to hittin' the snooze button for how ever long it takes me to get out the bed.
My dream during this mini-nap was an odd one. I was home, cleaning my room.
*correction
attempting to clean my room when I heard people coming into the apartment. The visitors weren't for me, they were for my roommate.
(so far, this dream is true to life, nothing amidst)
Some chick walks in with a dog on a red leash and a toddler. They both (the dog & child) make a b-line for my bedroom and start touching stuff. This is where things get weird. In the room were all these electronics - tv's, vcr's, dvd players, stereo consoles, etc - and the little kid turned them all on. Meanwhile, the dog is sniffing thru my dirty laundry & trying to find Chloé my cat. I got really pissed off and started screaming at the woman. Part of me felt really bad & part of me felt really good that I checked this broad. I mean, who let's their pets & children run wild in a strangers home!!?!!
So I cuss this lady out and kick the toddler and the dog out too. My room isn't really my room as I know it. I've dreamt about this particular room a few weeks ago and the windows had fallen out when I tried to close (or open, i don't recall) them. It was the shade of purple I wanna re-paint my bedroom but there was a lot of extra stuff just laying around. I get start to turn off all the things this toddler turned on and I'm wondering how in the hell s/he turn on some many things in such a short amount of time.
Next thing I know, more people are coming in to visit my roommate but they are MY friends from high school! Even the living room's been rearranged to accommodate the influx of people and all I wanna do is eat. I make the Master Cleanse concoction and sit down to drink it. I say to Corey, 'I'm hungry' and get up and heat up some of mom's rice & peas (yum) I take the bowl (and my concoction) into the living room where I start eating... all of a sudden, I remember I'm not supposed to be eating ANYTHING - just drinking the concoction and I spit out the food and drink the drink. A few minutes later, I do the exact same thing, announce my hunger, heat something up, start eating and recall that isn't part of the plan. This goes on for what seems like forever!
Eventually, I wake up... I do my dance with the snooze button and make my way to the kitchen. I figure if i drink the salt water 1st, by the time I make my 1st batch of 'lemonade' aka MCM I'll be ready to go to the bathroom.
Lemons
2tbl spoons for one serving
OR
12tbl spoons for a days worth
Maple Syrup
2tbl spoons one serving
OR
12tbl spoons for a days worth
Cayenne pepper -
1/10 tsp one serving
OR
1/2 tsp for a days worth
Water
10oz one serving
OR
60oz for a days worth
Rule #1: Don't drink the salt water mix hella fast!
In addition to the massive cramp in my chest, I had to go right away. The latter is a great thing but I realize I didn't mix in enough water and have to drink some more... 16oz more (smh) I decide to hold off til after I mix the stuff so, I make the stuff. It takes a little longer than I thought it would - I don't have a container large enough to mix & hold my daily supply so it's gettin' a bit messy, for me anyway. AM kitchen = clean kitchen unless there was a party the night before.
Back in the loo... I finish (or try to) the last of the salt water mix (SWM)- did i mention I'm lacking large containers in the house? I broke the SWM into two glasses - the first w/ the salt & the 2nd was just water... man, I drake the water & BLAM! it all came up :/
Just salt water but still... I feel like this is gonna be a lot harder than I think.
I manage to get the master cleanse mix (MCM) into two stainless steel containers that I must lug around for the next 10 days. Maybe I'll life them like two dumbbells. If I'm gonna detox and drop some weight I might as well tone a muscle or two.
Mind numbing hunger has yet to hit (thank goodness!) but I am drinking my MCM... and I will def get a workout 'cause the bathroom where I sit at work are still under construction and I have to walk what feels like the Green Mile to get to it. I make this journey as soon as I feel the slightest bubble.
Pray for me folks... 30 years of goo is on it's way out da door!
-fin
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