You are what you eat...

I sat down at the computer for a minute, enjoying a snack, before bed. (Enjoying....hmmm....snack mixed with guilt is not too enjoyable) whem I read an email subject line in my inbox: "You are what you eat was never so true..."

So I am an ice cream sandwich, I guess. Since that was what I was guilty of eating. :) I keep thinking, one of these days, I am going to get my act BACK together and start eating healthy again, and exercising. To think, a year ago, I was running 3 miles a day and freaking out if I missed a day. Geesh!

My mind needs a retreat. I am spinning so many plates so quickly on these long skinny sticks, that I don't feel I ever catch up, think, plan, focus or do the right thing. I just keep catching crashing plates or sweeping up chards of china. Every spare minute I have I feel like I need to be unpacking a box or hanging a curtain rod, or planting a flower or watering or laundry or paying bills or ...catching a plate.

Spin, spin, spin spin, whirl, whirl, whirl, whirl....

No end in site...

And it all comes tumbling down.....

I wonder if there are any more ice cream sandwiches in the freezer?