I don't know why i have started this. Maybe for some kind of accountability, maybe to try and show people that they are not alone, or maybe just because i can feel the evil beast "diabetes" peeking over the horizon, watching my every move & preparing to strike with unerring accuracy one tired, dreary, Thursday.
Well, Today is Wednesday and Wednesdays are always a hard day for me, because Hubby is out all day and overnight......
So far today i have eaten 1 whole box of crave chocolate breakfast cereal (with semi-skimmed milk), 1 s'more (made with 2 Hob-Nobs, 3 giant chocolate buttons and a pink marshmallow) and one large mug of de-caff coffee.
Oh and don't forget the whole lying to my husband and telling him i had one slice of toast and an apple for breakfast thing...
What is wrong with me.... I mean really it's like some freaky addiction. I deny all knowledge of the consequences. People keep telling you to live in the now, but sometimes it's only the thought of the impending soul crushing guilt that keeps me in check...and sometimes not even that works!
Why can't i link the food that disappears into my gaping maw of a mouth with the eternal seeming expansion of my immense cellulite ridden, saggy, backside!
Reality check in aisle 3 please!!!!
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