Hi, I know I haven't written in a while. I went to visit my sister and I ate tons of stuff and it was tasty and it took me about a week to really get back on track. But I guess I didn't do too bad since my weight is 226.2 today. I'm determined not to get discouraged at not losing a lot of weight yet. I know it's kind of my fault for not always sticking to the plan and for sure not exercising regularly. But the habits are sticking. I mean yesterday morning I had krispy kreem doughnuts and one was really too sweet. That's never happened before, especially with crolers. Anyway, I'm determined to lose this week, and I figure that staying below 230 is an accomplishment. I figure the hardest thing is just making the habits stick. And last week I just wanted to snack a lot after bed, which you know, is my biggest hurtle. But I refuse to feel bad about it. I just tell myself that tomorrow will be better. I absolutely don't get depressed or eat everything in sight during the day.
I still have most of the gallon of ice cream and even a few ice cream sandwiches so I am not doing *too* bad. Anyway, I'm going to go eat that orange I virtually plated this morning.
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ended up being no orange
Well the snacking at midnight does get me frustrated. It's the one thing that doesn't seem to be letting go. It's the fault of my own imagination I guess. I have bad dreams every night. Last night it was a black man in a really beat up hat who was trying to take my kids and cutting the phone line so I couldn't call anyone. And it's like that every night. I wish there was some medicine I could take that could stop the dreaming. They are the kind of dreams that won't let go. I've even tried just waiting it out. But nothing helps. I've even tried talking to my made up dream writers. Two people I made up in my head when I was pregnant with Kaeli.n One is an english woman named Clairre and the other one is a crazy man named Edward. But it doesn't help. Clairre is apparently out to lunch. She writes the good dreams and tempers his bad ones. Yeah I know, sounds nuts, but when you have vivid dreams like me all the time, you wil think of anything and me I just figured I'd make up people in my head totalk toand intreat them to write less scarry dreams.
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