It was a hard day. I know Mel thought I was nuts because I couldn't seem to stay home. I just knew that if I stayed home I'd be eating. I KNOW I'm a stress and depressive eater. Food gives me that high that makes me feel comfort. Yesterday was definitely a french fry or mac n cheese day, but I went shopping and goofing around instead. I wanted to stay in bed and just be depressed but life moves on and things have to get done.
On the positive side, I didn't gain any weight last week - but I didn't lose any either. I guess I need to celebrate the small victory of not going the opposite way on the scale this week.
I did eventually cave and indulge in some french fries yesterday, but at least it was just a small.
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