Tuesday, January 28, 2014

A whiney little bitch...

That title describes me perfectly today.  I've been doing pretty well this winter with keeping my spirits relatively high despite the horrible weather.

Last night though, I fell into a vat of peanut butter and couldn't get out.  So when my weight was up this morning almost a pound from yesterday morning, AND it was 0 degrees AND it was snowing like crazy - I seriously just wanted to go back to bed, curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep.

I'm starting to get that "lost" feeling again.  I feel like I'm floating through life.  I feel like I have no purpose and no direction.  

And - more whining ahead - I'm sick of worrying about everything that I put in my mouth.  You wanna know how pathetic I am?  We went to Walmart and I saw that they now have peanut butter and chocolate Poptarts.  It has been over 4 years since I have eaten a Poptart.  And there are people in the world who if they want a Poptart they eat one?  Me? I seriously wanted to cry seeing these disgusting processed pieces of deliciousness sitting on the shelf in front of me!!

It's no win.  If I don't eat it, I feel deprived and sorry for myself.  If I DO eat one, I'll feel guilty and fat.  It's a foodie's Sophie's Choice!

So, yeah.  That's where I am today.  So since I'm not having much luck telling myself, I need you guys to tell me - 


  1. Just figured it out. I sent you an e-mail.
    Have a good day tomorrow.

    Sue Schofield

  2. After reading the rest of the stories I missed, I feel like an ass for sending that e-mail. Its not about the pop tart. Its much more.
    Love ya