What in the world do you do when you are trying to count points but are away from your house for hours and hours and hours while running like a chicken with their head cut off trying to prep a rummage sale as well as sell for thirteen hours across two days. In the snow - incidentally. Ick.
Well, if you're me, you just eat what's there and deal with the aftermath later. I'm exhausted. I'm sore. I'm a little crabby. And I just really felt like if my brain had to do one more thing, it would pull a Bret Michaels and explode. (Too soon?) I did the best I could for the meals I was in control of, but we were at my Mom's house for this sale and frankly to feed nine people during the ridiculousness that is a garage sale is challenging enough. She doesn't need me in there poo-pooing everything because I can't figure out points in that environment.
My plan is to get a good night's rest, meal plan the heck out of the week and hit the grocery store so we're totally ready to get rolling again. Who knew a silly ol' rummage sale would cause so much disruption??!
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