that I have rekindled my love affair for Kit Kat and Cheetos.
I'm not going to tell you that I've broken up with my scale.
I'm not going to tell you that I can't stop eating.
Argh. I blame boredom. Stress. Myself. Something. One more week until my fill. Thank goodness!!!
Of course, Sanford doesn't help at all. He just keeps gushing about how little I am, how bony, skinny, itty bitty etc etc. And here I am, eating like a hog, feeling like a hippo. And he keeps dishing out the compliments. I really do love that man!!
Today starts a new month. A new month means new goals, getting back to basics. Working this tool I have.
Today I also did something I never thought I would do. Ever. I resigned. Quit my job. Sigh. Now, I enter the world of the unemployed.
All of this extra time I've had on my hands for the past month has not been good for my munching. BUT, with a new month I'm taking a step back and starting over.