Most people know by now, one important factor to living a healthy life is SLEEP. Good sound, counting your sheep, beautiful dreams, REM filled sleep. This is something I have not been getting lately. Our beautiful canine baby, Stella who was once 9 pounds snuggling between us has turned into a 67lb toddler, kicking me in the gut, sitting on my head, stretching her enormous paws straight into my cheek and occasionally chewing on my hair between the hours of 2 and 4am. Needless to say, I am not getting sound sleep.
Last night and this morning was no different. I forced myself out of bed at 8:00am (2 hours later than my norm) and I wasn’t very happy about it. It felt like I didn’t sleep a wink. My knee jerk reaction was coffee, so I brewed a cup, took a sip and realized that it was doing me no good. I should be juicing. I opened the door to the fridge to grab some beets and carrots and CRASH.
The nifty little bar that holds all the junk on the door fell off and there I stood in a mess of glass, hoisin sauce, soy sauce, coconut ginger marinade and strawberry jam. I tried to take a picture for your guys, I really did, but I was just too pissed off about having to clean the mess up before my juice, while Stella was curled up sweetly sleeping on my bed!
I propped the door open and started to clean. First I wiped down the bar, reinserted it and gently tried to close the door to continue cleaning. Apparently a head of cabbage thought differently, the bar popped off and yet again another crash of glass, this time Braggs Apple Cider Vinegar. You don’t want to know what came out of my mouth. “I’m so *()#@#&)(*@ tired I just want a damn juice!!!”
So I learned a few things this morning.
- Don’t keep glass objects on the refrigerator door. It cant be trusted.
- Large, expensive dog kennels in the bedroom are not just for bedroom decor.
- Juice before coffee. If you still want the coffee after the juice, than treat yourself but don’t make it your go to!
Now that the kitchen is clean I am enjoying a delicious juice of beet, carrot orange and ginger on my sunny balcony pretending the kitchen condiment fiasco never happened. Morning do-over starts now.