Not so bad

After all the hype, I failed to post the results of the weigh in of DOOM. Although honestly, it wasn't a doom weigh in. I'm only up .3 pounds.

I've been really eating well so far this week! (I know, I know, it's only been two days so far, but I need to take my successes where I can get them) I feel so much better about myself when I eat well and actually think about what I am going to eat each day before I eat it. I've always sort of been a planner anyway, but there is something so satisfying about planning out meals. It's so relaxing to count up the calories and figure out how bad something is for you long before you eat it.

Brady and I went shopping and we were calculating Weight Watchers points in the grocery store and choosing bread (which was really challenging actually) and he was helping me plan all my meals for today and it was just so nice. Like, this is what grown-ups do. This is what it would be like to be in control of my life and living the life I want to lead. Happy. Contented. Well planned. Because happiness is planning your meals in the middle of Safeway with your boyfriend.

Alright maybe I was also imagining how nice it would be to live in an apartment with Brady closer to work where we planned out meals and lived a life that didn't involve all that commuting. Maybe that's also what made me happy. Also maybe I was thinking we might have a dog in that world. The world where we plan meals and live close to work.

I realize this blog has been sort of food/weight loss heavy lately. I swear, I'm trying not be weight obsessed. It's just that when you are on a diet, all you think about is food. Even when you are thinking about being good you are thinking about all the good healthy foods you will be eating. And when you are hungry you are just thinking about all the bad foods you wish you could have. And when you read your friends' food blogs you think, why, why are you tempting me with that tomato cream sauce monstrosity that I would eat right now no questions asked.

So anyway, I'll try to write about other things from now on. Things that aren't weight related. I can't promise to not talk about food, because I love food. That's what got me in trouble in the first place.

Tomorrow, I plan to make some time to work on my book again. Then real life progress can be made. I can feel like I'm successful again. I can't wait for that.

This is me, signing off.