MONDAY January 28, 2019 My Chicken Little day was yesterday.
Monday, January 28, 2019
Last Tuesday night, a pipe froze and then thawed and broke in my kitchen. I spent an hour or so mopping up water. What a mess.
Well, it had become apparent by Friday that the damage was far more than I had expected.
Yesterday, I was stressing out about it, and worrying about money and how to pay for it. I know my house insurance will cover a lot of it, but I am worried that there will be things that are not up to code, electric and water especially, and that the insurance won't cover that.
Today I am over it and good. It will be whatever it will be, and I will get through ti and be fine. I always have, and I always will.
BUT, the good thing I am realizing as I sit here this morning, is that I did not use it as an excuse to overeat. That is a victory of sorts for me.
I even brought cookies home from my mom's house that she had baked, to frost and give to a friend for his 40th birthday. I would have baked him some myself, it is my mom's recipe, but my kitchen is not in great shape as you can tell.
I made the frosting last night, frosted the cookies and did not eat any.
The cool thing is that I thought about eating some, but decided that I did not want to. I wanted to eat healthier. Not to say that I won't ever eat a cookie again, but I had over indulged a bit on Friday, and I did not want to overindulge again so soon.
I had planned to overindulge on Friday, so there was no guilt involved.
My friend's son had bought tickets to a play for his mom, his step mom, and his dad,( we are all friends,) and me, he calls me his theater mom.
It was opening night, and it was an occasion. We went to the town where the theater was, had a nice dinner, and then stayed for the reception after the show.
I ate moderately, but ate what I wanted.
That is very encouraging to me. It sounds so simple, but eating moderately, has never been simple for me.
I have had a weight problem since I was very young, and dieting was the only way to lose weight. So, the binge and diet era was born in me very young.
Today, I am learning, once again, that I can tell myself, I can have a cookie tomorrow. Delayed gratification is a choice.
YAY, I made that choice yesterday, and I feel good today.
Today, I will have a good day. Today, I can do this. Yesterday, I did.