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.
Good luck getting back on track! You can do it!
ReplyDeleteWait, what? You quit? I thought you loved your job??? What did I miss?
ReplyDeleteSounds like you need to come to the Texas bandster meet-up in a few weeks and unwind. :(
ReplyDeleteOMG I've been eating the hell out of Halloween candy! Not good!
ReplyDeleteYou quit your job?!?!? Like Robyn, what did I miss??
ReplyDeleteYou can get back on track, I KNOW you've got what it takes to do this!
I missed it too!! I knew there was some drama but didn't realize it had gotten so bad!
ReplyDeleteSounds like things HAVE been super stressful. Don't be so hard on yourself.
you had me at Cheetos
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