In some ways this week has been quite productive, but in others, not so much. I have reclaimed much of my cluttered house. It's actually kind of exciting seeing it fall back into a normal appearance. I have found that simply taking an item with me when I go to another room that needs to be put away there has taken care of quite a bit of the clutter. I also make myself put things away when I'm done with them instead of waiting until "later", since later usually never comes.

My struggle with my new dietary limitations has had its ups and downs. Just when I think I'm getting the hang of it, I fall flat on my face. All in all, I keep plugging along, knowing that eventually I'll get the swing of this. I think I'm going to have to pack up all of the spices that I cannot use at this time and put them away where I cannot easily use them by accident. Finding substitutes for recipe ingredients I normally use in my cooking is a challenge. But in the long run, the benefits will outweigh the pain I have suffered through to get there.

A simple thing like attending a potluck today was depressing. The only thing I could safely eat was the soup that I brought. Not knowing if ingredients I cannot have are in foods on the table sure takes the fun out of life. My initial reaction was to give up on potlucks, but if I went home I'd have to cook for myself anyways so I may as well just continue to bring something I can eat to potlucks.

Tomorrow begins a new day, with a fresh start.