Beebee

I finished Friday off strong, but then the lack of schedule on the weekends was my downfall. I had too much free time on my hands, and hub was working a lot this weekend which seems to leave me wanting to eat more than usual. I felt like I was completely unproductive all the way around, and didn’t do as well on my diet as I should have. I didn’t feel that I completely botched either though. When we went out to eat, I chose reasonable dishes instead of the greasey, high calorie foods that I wanted. I guess I didn’t do too good though because the scale said I had lost all of my progress by this morning. I just wanted to cry. I could have gained three pounds and had a whole lot more fun doing it!! I’m hoping that it is temporary swing with my monthly, but it is still frustrating. I’m back on track this morning though. Finally made it to the store on Sunday, so drive-thru dinners will not be an issue. I have a horrible time with those french fries!!
That reminds me of why I probably gained this weekend. All week I was craving ff’s and would have just a few of my daughter’s. Finally decided on Saturday to have a FULL ORDER of the damn things. They were yummy, but I felt awful afterwards. It probably wasn’t the “proper” way to deal with a persistant craving, but I was peachy all the rest of the weekend. That was the only really big no-no I did this weekend.
Hub isn’t dieting with me yet, so it is difficult for me to be good when he is eating whatever he wants. I hate to say “diet” because I really need to think of it as a life change instead. Diet implies temporary. At least he is supportive in the way that he isn’t trying to get me to break my diet. I told him last night that I just wanted to snack so bad. I wasn’t hungry, but wanted to eat. He told me to chew on a toothpick and it would help satisfy the mouth fetish thing. He was right. It got me through the evening.