Day 1

The first day of the cleanse I laid in bed snuggled up with my 3 yr old a little longer than normal. It's too cold to get up, and my sinuses are kicking.
Matt prepared his fiber drink, and wanted to talk about the consistency of the powder floating on the top of his glass, I told him six times that he needed to chug it after mixing but he doesn't listen. He just talks and talks, and his drink solidifies. "Told you so" wants to come out of my mouth from my cozy bed, but I guess this is one of those, "choosing your battles" moments. He gags it down, and says it actually tasted good. I'm not sold, I'll wait a few more minutes to admit the day has started before getting out of bed.
When I finally get out from all the covers, I wander to the livingroom that smells of burnt hair. Am I having a stroke? My anxiety puts me in a panic, "matt what's that smell?" he tells me it's the furnace smelling bad. I am reassured that I'm not the only person smelling burnt hair.
I make my way into the kitchen, and start the kids with cereal for breakfast, all three at the table dribbling the milk and cereal all over their Pjs and table. This is why I dont dress them til after they eat. I get my glass out of the cupboard and I fill it with water to get the fiber drink going. I stir the packet in quickly and notice matt was right, it looks grosser than it tastes. Yay, I did it! Now let's measure and figure out where we need improving.