Thursday, October 31, 2013
So far, so good!!! I'm sticking with it and Saturday I will weigh again.
My mood is much much better now, partially because my inlaws are gone, partially because I'm taking Estroven with mood help, and partially because, well, I'm eating so so so so so much better. Who would have thought that a big dinner with dessert could not only make your butt bigger, but make you feel so down?
I am so grateful for the motivation, I love my SparkFriends! Thank you!
No giving up...and even though I'm going out on Thanksgiving with my hubby for a romantic stay at a beautiful hotel, I'm right back on my eating patterns the next day...I like feeling this way.
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Ok...menu completed...groceries ordered. Now time for a healthy breakfast.
Still lots of stress, and unexpected bouts of grief over the loss of my dog--but I have to stop beating myself up over that. It's only been a month and it happened so fast that I never had time to adjust.
But the inlaws are GONE, thank heavens, and though I love them dearly, NO MORE VISITS until our house is finished and on the market.
New beginnings my husband tells me...we are going to have a new beginning. So here I am at the beginning--again.
Thursday, October 17, 2013
You can't know how much strength I received from the support of those who commented on my rant yesterday.
Today I've taken it step by step as I prepare for the return of dreaded monsters-in-law, but somehow it doesn't seem so fearful. You're all right that there's no point working myself up and taking out my energy on people who simply won't care. So my husband and I have a plan for me to be around them for just a few hours a day instead of the whole day and evening. It will be much easier, and on Tuesday they will be leaving--and finally back to my diet and my peace of mind.
Thank you...you might not think your posts mean much to the people who receive them, but you really rocked my world, guys.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
I'm going to confess something here. I simply cannot be around my inlaws for more than a few hours without feeling like I need an anti-depressant. So I turn to food. I keep trying, I really do--and I planned an entire week of meals based on their nonstop complaining about my diet food, and their nonstop whining about what they will and won't eat...and the nonstop and persistent undercurrents of dissatisfaction that they are having to be careful in my newly renovated house because we are going to sell it soon and my mother-in-law has a tendency to fall, set things on fire, and scratch everything because she refuses to understand she is disabled and thinks she can do whatever she chooses in whoever's house she is currently residing within.
So they brought my husband 3 pounds (yes, that is 3 pounds in weight) of chocolate. And after a horrible 5 days, they are off to Vegas, and since I wasn't allowed to eat anything I needed to, I fell so far off the wagon, I simply cannot seem to get up. As they'll be back on Thursday, I realize this is stress, and I realize that I physically COULD eat just what I wanted and then cook something separate for them, but the practical, frugal side of me is just not able to buy two separate menus and spend hours only cooking things they like and then preparing my own meals.
So here I sit...4 pounds heavier. I know it's water from all the salt. But right now I'm a nervous wreck, partially in anticipation of being unable to say what I want for the next 5 days when they return tomorrow, and partially because I feel like...what's the use.
But they'll be gone Tuesday. I will carry on as best I can, trying to make better choices, but I know when they are gone, I will not let them beat me. I will begin again.
I hope anyway...too depressed to seriously even make a promise to myself at the moment.
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