Stress Demons

It has finally happened..... The demons have returned home to roost. BUT not in my backyard I say!

To this point, I have had mild amounts of stress, but nothing that I couldn't handle. The last two weeks however, have been another story entirely. Apparently, I have reached my breaking point, because all I want to do is reach for comfort food. I would give my left hand for a raspberry mango donut from Beyond Glaze and I would give both of my thumbs for a buffalo shepherds pie and a pint of Amber Bock from MacCools.

So, you ask, how am I coping? Decently I suppose. First and foremost, writing helps. Not only because it is cathartic in its own right but it also keeps my hands occupied! ;-). In a brave attempt to escape the insanity, I also left work for lunch and headed to the one place I couldn't trade body parts for carbs, Teriyaki. Sure, the plate comes with rice, but plain rice isn't worth the loss of limbs. I can spice up the grilled chicken so, in a way, I can artificially stimulate an endorphin rush and perhaps get through the demon attack without injury.

*holding up my proverbial pint* "Here's to my new way of life and new coping mechanisms when stress demons come a' knockin'"
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