I've had a shocking past two days at work. I can't remember ever feeling this stressed before to the point where I just want to run into a small dark room somewhere and hide for a while to get away from it all. I also seem to have misplaced my sense of humour along the way and gained a bad mood to replace it. Yesterday I went over my calories by having some rosemary gravy on my vegetables at dinner and then having some cheese just before bed. Today I had an extra slice of bread and added some butter and honey to it and then I had half a turkish delight. In the great scale of things it could have been much worse. It's not like I ate a whole pack of tim tams in one sitting like I used to. But the combined stress and lack of sleep is just making me feel ill and I felt like a little naughty food might make me feel better. It didn't.
The scales shall reveal all this Sunday. I haven't given up the weight loss journey by any means. I just needed to vent somewhere.