Why Do I Pay for Advice

I had my bi-weekly call with my Nutritionist and anecdotally related my Nightmare Bathroom story during our precursory pleasantries.  Imagine my surprise to find that she is also a Life Coach amongst her many talents.

If I take an introspective look, is it possible that though it seemed that I was merely ripping off layers of rotting wall, in reality, I was peeling back the layers of the wall that I have constructed between myself and well-being.  Her words, seriously.

No!!  I don't think that even a little.

My Dad, my free Life Coach, had much more sound and practical advice:

"Call me before you solder anything.  That has to be done right."

Apparently someone out there knows my limitations.  If he knew anything about macronutrients, I would redirect the $40 per month to him.