Meltdown

OK, I had a bit of meltdown yesterday. Not proud of it, but facts are facts.

I was pleased as punch yesterday morning that 2 of my unwanted pounds had dropped off. Moving me from the roof to the attic, so to speak. One step closer to my ceiling.

Back in December I bought several bags of candy for the office. We keep a candy dish on the front counter for our clients and we all will occassionally take one from the dish. I liked having to walk all the way to the front of the office, in full view of everyone, to get one small piece of candy. Felt like it was keeping me honest.

For reasons that I have yet to understand I decided to keep one bag in my desk drawer. It was the bag with all my favorites in mini size. You know the size - less than 1 inch square.

Should have moved it after my post about the 3 Ds, but I didn't.

Anyway, we had a bit of a rough weekend with Seizure Dog and Billy told me that he would not go to Arkansas as scheduled yesterday if Riley wasn't doing better. I would have thought that having a completely unexpected seizure on Sunday afternoon and the period of blindness and pacing 6 hours later to qualify as "not doing better".

Side note - the blindness and pacing are considered part of the post-ictal phase and do typically signal the end of the whole seizure episode, which in this case had been since Wednesday last week. But we'd had a much smaller similar episode on Saturday morning which is why the Sunday afternoon seizure was such a surprise to us. So, in Billy's defense all indications were that there would be no more seizures, which would qualify as "doing better".

So when I called home to check on everything mid-morning yesterday and found out he was planning on leaving, I turned to the chocolate. This got progressively worse as the financial statement I was working on yesterday just refused to work.

I was really not doing well.

A serving size of these mini candy bars is 5. 5 pieces, 210 calories.

I counted 17 wrappers in my trash can last night.

17.

Half my daily calories yesterday came from candy bars.

I tried to salvage the day by eating soup for supper but I was still over on the day by 300 calories.

And it showed on the scale this morning. Back up 4/10th of a pound.

On the bright side - and there is always a bright side, you just sometimes have to really search for it - I am still down a net 1.6 pounds from Sunday morning; today dawned much brighter after a good night; and I actually have gotten things accomplished and off my desk so far this morning.

There. We all have set backs. No I haven't moved the candy, yet, but I think I need to leave it there as a lesson. A reminder that the answer is not wrapped up in that little square of chocolate. Might make me feel better temporarily, but won't actually solve anything.

Only I can solve my problems.

Now, go have a wonderful day!