Bad News

I looked for last week's weigh-in and I guess I just skipped it! (It was a very busy day, ending with me being sick for 2 solid days--in bed, trash can beside me sick.)

Anyway, the good news today is that my number is xx8.4, which is 2.2 pounds down from 2 weeks ago. The bad news is that it's probably because I'm not eating desserts (well, and the contributions I made to the trash can...ugh). This only confirms what we already know. Dessert is fattening. That's a little sad to me, like acknowledging the reality that your boyfriend really was a jerk and you were just too gaga over him to see it. Reality is painful.

On the positive side, I am going in the right direction. Craving chocolate all the way, but moving a step forward anyway.

Now on to 4 chapters of Insecurity--I'm way behind. (See paragraph 1 above. Last week was overwhelming to me. Time to get in the groove.)