So, the holidays are officially over.
I’m exhausted.
Shopping, planning, shopping, planning. Cooking, shopping, planning. Doing more, more and then more.
Do the holidays really require this much work or is it that we bring this on ourselves?
Many of us, myself included, are determined to have a Hallmark/Lifetime movie kind ofChristmasexperience. One in which we’re creating memories that are magical and inspirational that even Santa Claus and Unicorns would be proud of.
But then there’s the aftermath left behind. The dings and dents of holiday overindulgence.
Excess, excuses and self-imposed pressure.
I admit I am guilty of all three.
For example, I rationalized and redefined cheat day regarding my consumption of food so many times that gradually it became cheat week stretching it out to cheat month with no ending date as of yet.
My thoughts about food since Thanksgiving sounded something like this:
“It’s the…
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