Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Hello Old Friend,
I've been writing letters this week to various parts of me and to the foods that tend to play a role in my undoing. It's your turn today. Last night, after a day of great SP success (weighing, tracking, staying within limits, exercising) you appeared in all your glory. I couldn't tell if your friend 'Late night Loneliness' was with you, or if you are one in the same just able to shift your disguise to suit the situation. Truth be told, I'm not quite sure what to do when you show up. I notice you seem to sneak in the back door each night when my daughter goes up to bed. You stick around until I head to bed myself. A little lonely.... a little bored.... you and I either have a glass of wine together, something to eat, or both.
Here's my plan: Before my daughter goes to bed for the rest of this week, I'm going to plan out how I'll use that time before I go to bed too. If I want a snack, and have room for it on my tracker, I'll plan it out beforehand. If I just have the lonelies, I'll journal a bit about that rather than suppressing it with food. The wine has got to go altogether. If I have one glass, I want another. If I've had wine, my logic and reason go hang out in the garage while I have my way with the fridge.
So, Late Night Munchies, as much as you've dedicated yourself to keeping me company and easing my pangs of loneliness, I'm going to 'weather seal' my life this week so you can't sneak through the cracks so easily. I'll take care of my lonelies in other ways and plan for it. Odds are, they're here to stay for a while so I best tend to them/me.
If you like, you could go looking for some way too skinny folks and spend your nights whispering in their ears. Their worried mothers would be so appreciative!
Bye for now,
Me taking care of Me