30 days.

But wait. Wha??? Your counter says 2 months and some odd days. Which is true. So true. so exciting. :) I have a friend who is CONVINCED we will get married while he's here. And While I would LOVE LOVE LOVE it if that were to happen, truth is, we know it's not gonna happen that way. Hard as the goodbye will be, the hello EVERY MORNING FOR THREE WHOLE MONTHS will be SO wonderful!!!

So...30 days. It's another counter, of sorts.

See. I don't like how I look. Even when I half close my eyes, tilt my head jjjuuuuussst so, and turn the lights off. I still don't like it. Granted, I had 3 kids in 3 years. That's gonna do one helluva number on my body. So ... I'm working towards erasing those numbers. Reversing them, if you will.

A friend of mine, sweet sweet girl that she is, she and I are doing a 30 day challenge. It's going to be so damn hard, but SOOOOO worth it in the long run. They say (don't ask me who they are. I don't know. Just them. The powers that be. Those who are the theys of all articles, studies, and everything intelligent. Those theys)...They say that it only takes 21 days (I think that is what it was) for a new habit to be created. Or an old one to be broken.

I'm breaking my habit of eating sugar. Cookies, doughnuts, soda (pop to some), chocolate (lawd that will be the toughie). No more. Goodbye sugar. Hopefully someday I'll be able to meet you again. Not in a dark alley, hidden and surrounded by guilt and shame of my forbidden love affair with you. But proudly, openly. WITH RESTRAINT.

Someday.
Not today. Nor tomorrow. Or the next 30.

My friend and I ... we're gonna do this. For ourselves. For our kids. For our lovers. But mostly...for ourselves.