12/19: The Return From The Darkside
Sunday, December 18, 2011
There was the oatmeal pies. They're made in Amish country so there is lots of sugar and butter and they are fantastic. I ate a dozen in three days.
Then there was the quart of Ben and Jerry's New York Fudge ice cream. Yum, but I ate the whole thing.
Then there was the Coke. I was never much of a soda drinker and it was always Sprite, but Friday I woke up and couldn't go on without a Coke. I had four in three days.
Three days of binging, eating and eating and eating. I admit that there was some emotion behind it. My blankety-blank-blank boss didn't give us our bonus checks even though he has had them since Monday and he gave the office people theirs. That meant I had no money for Christmas which stressed me. My jaw swelled because I have a broken tooth and need the bonus check to pay the dentist. Still wearing a boot because I have a Jones fracture in my foot. On top of that was the PMS.
But I'm happy to report that I made it through. I'll be fine. For the first time in days I feel like myself, like the world isn't turning me into a Three Stooges skit. I got antibiotics for my tooth. My friend gave me the Groove Body for Christmas which I can do with the boot on. I put Christmas on my credit card which I hated to do. I had been saving it to use for my trip for when I got under 200 pounds, but I had to choose between that or having nothing to give my family. I can wait a little longer and go when I reach a hundred pounds. Plus, if I get my bonus, I can pay it off and I can't make my boss be a better person. Karma is. He'll get his back. And PMS is what it is.
I'll be on damage control for awhile, but problems like this come and problems like this go.