Weekends are going to be harder than I thought. I have to change my weigh in date to like wednesday because if I weigh myself every monday, this is going to be rough. Granted I had a rough weekend. A friend was upset and when she's upset- she cooks. So going over for dinner was rough. And i binged a little on sat with french fries because I was STARVING and a sandwhich from wawa on sunday cuz I was packing. So I didn't go WAY overboard- but I wasn't exactly good.
I've realized that it's hard to eat good when I'm depressed. Usually I'm ok, or I get angry and I want to eat well to fuel my anger or my joy at becoming thin again.... but.... when I'm hurt and depressed... THAT'S where it gets me. I can be good at work, I can be good at home, but when I'm crying... I give up and don't care what I eat. I just want to be full and feel comfort. Not good. Especially since my stress level with moving and with my job and with guys is THROUGH the roof. I'm trying my best to be good.... but it is HARD.
So a new week. I have to take my tv (that broke ughhhhhhhh) back to microcenter tonight, so I'm going to hopefully swing by bed bath and beyond and get a bangin scale. Or.... maybe I'll wait til I move (in only 6 daysssssssss yay!) because I really don't want to shuffle things around.... ok- maybe I'll wait. But my stupid tv! ugh!
Anyways.... genuardi's for lunch. Gonna get a salad. Then I'm meeting my WW buddy for a 2 point grande MLF (mocha light frap) from Starbucks, then figuring out my dumb tv.
A new week, new points.
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