Loves. Happy Monday!

And it’s already starting off pretty marvelous because I have the day off from work! I love having Monday’s off, but then that means I work the rest of the week straight through and that gets a bit wearing.

But I’ll worry about that later.

Since the beautiful Katie reminds us to focus on the positives there is something I want to share with you guys today.

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I’ve talked a lot about challenging myself. Mostly with food.

Well. As great as that is, I realized I was starting to do things just for the sake of the challenge.
Sounds harmless, and maybe it is, but then I realized I was putting too much focus and attention on “accomplishments” and honestly giving myself too much credit for pushing myself. I realized that these situations should not be looked at as challenges, but as just living.

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The perfect situation presented itself one day.

I had a very long day at work, was getting home late and honestly had no desire to do anything except fall on the couch as soon as I got home.

I had been texting Matt about my day and he suggested informed me he was going to just pick up pizza on the way home from work so we wouldn’t have to cook and dinner would be waiting for me when I got home.

Old me would probably freak out about the spontaneity of the situation, the fact that is was cheap delivery pizza, and think back to what I had eaten that day and if it was ok to have pizza.

Ok guys. When is it not ok to have pizza?


My point exactly.

By time I got home I was starving and didn’t even think twice about the pizza. I enjoyed every last bite and realized how much I missed pizza and having a quick easy meal ready for me. And afterwards I didn’t pat myself on the back for challenging myself, for facing a fear, I looked at the situation as just living. Because that’s what people do when they have long days.

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When you avoid spontaneous situations like these for so long you kind of forget how fun they are.

How normal they are.

And Matt even mentioned that he liked picking up dinner for us, being the one who made the decision, it was what we use to do all the time.

It’s those small things that couples just do, that we stopped doing because of my eating disorder, and it’s seriously amazing how something so small like that could bring us closer as a couple.

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And in case you were wondering, I went back for seconds.

And not to challenge myself.

Because I was still hungry and it tasted good.

I was living.

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What do you think of looking at moments like these as a challenge vs living?

What’s your favorite meal to pick up or have delivered? I’m thinking Chinese food needs to happen next…