Habit-changing side effects
It’s interesting how changing one habit (dieting) has affected the rest of my life. Mostly in a positive way, I must add.
For example, I have “done my face” every single day since I started my diet. Yes, I’m actually putting on make up every morning, and following my cleansing, toning, and moisturizing ritual every night. I’ve taken my vitamins faithfully. I’ve even managed to follow through bleaching my teeth. (I’m going to be one bee-you-tee-ful woman! And vain. And self-absorbed. 
) And more than that: my closet has stayed neat and organized (that’s since October!), my bed is made every morning, and the house has stayed tidy. I’ve been cooking dinner at home instead of eating out on a regular basis (about six times a week.)
And I’m proud of all that.
On the other hand, I’ve become, well, obsessed may be too strong a word, but it’s close, with keeping up on all those details. I have to have my bed made, my bedroom, bathroom and closet clean and neat before I leave the room. I have to cook dinner every night, no matter what DH’s schedule–or mine for that matter. And I have to get up as soon as I’ve finished eating and start to clean the kitchen.
Partially because I’m so busy, we’re spending less quality time together. But now that I write this, I’m wondering which came first. Am I spending the time being Little Suzie Homemaker (not that there’s anything intrinsically wrong with that) because we’ve been spending so little time together or are we spending so little time together becasue I’m Little Suzie Homemaker? Hmm. Something to think about.
