sugar-crashing initiated

I am crankypants today.  I think I'm entering that tenuous zone in the diet--excuse me, lifestyle change--where my body realises that I'm not going to be eating all the delicious refined sugar and candy and begins its revenge.  Today, revenge comes in the form of being cranky and exhausted.  It's a joy to be around me today, I'm sure.

I'm not hungry which is nice.  I only slightly worry about getting all my Points in (I promise this will not become a Pointsapalooza type space) but since I can eat all the fruit and veg I want, that takes the edge off the snacky cravings.  Those tend to be my downfall.  A coworker asked if I wanted to order from a restaurant today and I declined.  I wanted to but didn't think it would be the best idea.  Of course, I just looked up what I would have ordered and it's one point fewer than what I actually ate for lunch. 

My energy reserves today are low.  I feel a little out of it.  I know this is just the "learning curve" from beginning the diet/lifestyle/whatever.  I've felt this detox from refined sugar before--and I do truly believe it's an addiction.  I know it will pass.  I'm just going to be a little stupid during the transition.  And I'll have more fantasies about hurling staplers at the cheery, close-talking, morning person at work who is really nice but even on a good day drives me a little bonkers.  She's in no real danger.  Actually picking up the stapler and throwing it is more energy than I can muster up while I try to convince my body that it does not need a cupcake. 

I so want a damn cupcake.  And we'll be having a bunch delivered on Friday for the January birthdays.  Technically, I'll already have weighed for the week, but I don't want to really start that trap of binging and then trying to make up for it.  I'm hoping they have nuts on them.  Or gravel.  Or are all banana flavoured.  Or that worthless whippy-shit frosting that tastes like diabetic glucose and disappointment.