I have issues with Christmas. I don't much like the buildup, the finances just terrify me and the kids are off for three weeks. Then there is the fact that our house is tiny and the tree consumes the living room.
So today I evicted the tree.
I have two or three decorations still up on the walls, but the rest is gone. Now I just wish I could get back on track with my swimming and my eating.
I pretty much carbed out this morning on buttered toast, vanilla oreos and coffee. I am having this really rebellious feeling that I just want to EAT.
I feel that my surgery date is too far away, my final weighin is about the only thing that is holding me back from majorly strapping on the feed bag.
I'm stressed and depressed.
I am trying really hard to stay steady here. I am going to go get my ass into the pool, peeps.
UPDATE: I am down another pound to 262.5!!
Holy cow! I think that makes a huge difference in my mindset. I totally have got this!
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