So. It’s almost 11 pm. Frank is in Ironwood, MI (it’s north, it’s cold and it’s snowy up there) and I’m here in Milwaukee.
And what am I doing up at this late hour on a Monday night when I have work the next morning? Naturally, I am contemplating my life, and, of course, my weight. See, the holidays were an awful blur of food – mostly chocolate in nature. This lead to weight gain. On top of the weight gain over this past year, I am quite sad and anxious and upset.
What’s worse is that Frank isn’t here, so I am also lonely. And I can’t call him because he has to be up in a few hours – 3:45 am to be exact.
So here is my action plan. I am going to continue writing down everything I eat. I am going to throw out the pecans my mother in law gave me as well as the chocolate chips in the fridge that I sometimes snack on. Once I’m done with that, I am going to get myself into a routine, darn it. I am going to work out and like it. And I am going to NOT HAVE ANY MORE HEADACHES. How much advil can a girl take??
I am also going to become re-obsessed with weighing myself because for some reason, that helps me instead of making me into someone with an eating disorder. See, if I can see immediate positive or negative reactions to what I eat, I get better about cause and effect with good food vs. bad food.
Wow. I am actually in a near panick about this. I need to get sleep.