As you know, I've been messing with a very tight band.....leaving me unable to eat all that much.
Even my go-to foods are giving me a hard time.
It's been puzzling....to say the least.
I just don't like unsolved puzzles.
My instincts kick in and I am all about trying to figure out what the hell is going on.....
I have made it my mission to figure out what the hell is going on with my 5.5 year old band.
Although I've been pretty much convinced that stress has been causing my band issues, I decided to seek out other possible issues.
For an information hound like me, Google is my doctor, my psychiatrist, my restaurant critic, my fashion adviser, my teacher, my astrologist.....well, you get the picture.
It's all at my finger tips....whether I'm sitting in traffic, hanging out on my couch or lounging with a chai at Starbucks.
What did we ever do before Google?
|Trolling the internet......STRESSSSSS! ONE IN TEN????|
Funny thing is......all of my research has caused me even more stress.
It's that old adage of too much information can be dangerous.
Thus, I have perpetuated the problem.
Thankfully, tonight is half price wine night at one of my favorite haunts and I'll be sharing a bottle with my oldest friend......
If Google can't solve all of my problems, I'm pretty sure a good friend and a bottle of wine will do the trick.....