The Accurate Account

T ree Oh Six. It's not just the number on my house or a way to express my address in  Heynabonics . It is a new start in: life, health, and happiness.  Our New Home  To move into our new home, we went through quite the ordeal. I don't think I can adequately recommend anyone buy or sell their home right now. I can go on-and-on about how awful the housing market is, how you will end up losing money, and how the paperwork for getting a loan is harder than running a marathon. If I had the choice today, I'd rather run a marathon in the desert, barefoot, than go through that ever again. It must be said, I never felt more stress in my entire life. I tried my best to not let my life suffer too much, but the stress was out of control. One area of my life I completely neglected was my health. During this whole process, I completely stopped juicing. In March, actually ended up getting pneumonia with a sinus infection which lasted until June. I not ...

Dear former juicing self-- I doubt that you will recognize me, but I used to be the girl who juiced religiously. You might not believe who I have become, but I have fallen so far from my beloved juicing habits. What happened? How did I ever come to this? How will I ever be the person I once was? It all began with jury duty. Now, I am not one to blame my life on certain events or situations, but a couple of weeks ago, my life and stress level went into overdrive. While on jury duty, the judge bought us lunch and we had many very nice meals. That was the beginning. After my service was complete, then came the game of playing catch up with my life. I had piles of papers to correct (at school), a house to be cleaned, laundry to be done, tickets to issue (at the box office), interview potential counselors (at camp), grad school, and yes...a new puppy who had surgery. I think I forgot to mention that we also sold our house and now only have 40 days to find a place to live. This all hap...