Monday, February 11, 2013
I planned last night for 2 pieces of pizza. I ate them. I enjoyed them, mostly. The crust was a little sturdy, but still mostly enjoyable. And then I stopped. I think I threw hubby for a loop by just having those two slices. Nope. I planned for two and that's just what I am having.
Every night is not a 2-slice night, but there is victory in progress!
What are you doing for yourself that gives you a little victory, sparkies?