God, I miss wine.
I have slightly over a week left. So far so good. I have only had one bad incident since I started. I take that as a good sign. Cravings haven't been as bad as I expected either, though yesterday I went to Taste of India with Brugos and Brad and was a bit sad I couldn't rip off a big piece of naan and stuff it in my mouth. Turns out, however, that my favorite Indian dishes are perfectly within my diet parameters. Had I know this, I would have gone there several times already.
I might also be partaking in some Blu C Sushi on Wednesday for V-Day. I am looking forward to that prospect, even if I don't get to end my meal with my traditional cream puff.
I should probably start planning how and in what order I'm going to reintroduce yeast and sugar. I think some dietary changes will probably stick though. No more sugar in my tea. No more soda ever. And I'm going to try REALLY hard to keep high fructose corn syrup out of my diet entirely. (With the possible exception of HP Sauce. How can I say goodbye forever to the greatest condiment known to man?)
I think I will have to celebrate the end with a bottle of wine though. Something dry.