|Height: 5'4" Start||332.2lbs||…||57||…|
|Chest Over Boobs||49||49|
|Chest Under Boobs||44.5||44|
0.6lbs gained and 1" total loss.
The humdinger of all compulsive food addicts nightmares is coming in T-4 days. I'm praying I get ill or something so that I don't eat myself into a coma. Not the right frame of mind, right? I know. I really do.
Tomorrow I spend the day with the boyfriend, aka my ex-husband, aka my girls' daddy because it is the day he has off and sees the girls. I cannot leave them alone with him because of trust issues and his lack of common sense and logic when it comes to their, health, safety and all around well being. Some Mondays I wish I could say, 'not today'. But I can't and that is just part of my life. Tomorrow the winds are supposed to be between 30-80mph. Not looking forward to that, especially having to be out in it with the familia. I am hoping to take the girls to see a movie and/or go to a craft store and buy the necessities to make some wreaths for our apartment, inside and out. That is one plus to 'day with daddy'. We get to buy stuff that we otherwise wouldn't have the financial luxury of buying.
The rain is pounding outside my window and I am sitting in the glow of a newly unboxed Christmas tree with lights and a few ornaments on it. The girls wanted to decorate early and so my little apartment is decked out in gold, silver and red/white candy cane garland. Santa, snow man and stocking decorations are hung about. Ornaments and tinsel trees are randomly placed and the Mexican Christmas dolls my girls' daddy bought them are sitting beneath the tree. I would have Christmas music playing too except the girls are sleeping and I'm afraid it would wake them.
And now I will sleep too. Or maybe play a little Pocket Frogs. I should really do some squats. ((sigh))
PS - NOTE TO SELF: I really need to stop grinding my teeth.
-Says Doctor Google
"... AS WELL AS FAT."