I really don't know what happened yesterday. I even woke up with good intentions. I checked the package of muffins and saw that it was doable, even though the quantity was lacking in the package (four muffins about the size of my thumb) and maybe even the quality too.
We had promised to take Katherine to Cici's for lunch after we picked her up from school and earlier I thought I wouldn't even eat ... then the thoughts of just a salad, but then when we got there, my thoughts immediately went to ... if I was paying full price, I might as well take advantage. My thought process was truly off trying to convince myself that the slices were so small, surely they didn't have that many calories to I can't just sit here while everyone else is eating to I've eaten this much, might as well have some of the dessert pizza. Bad move all the way around.
Gary fixed spaghetti and meatballs for dinner in a rush because the boys were being picked up at 5:45. Rushing around wondering if they were going to be able to eat in time got to me. I was trying to stay to the schedule and my own pressure I think I can deal with but when it affects others, not so much. So, I overate at dinner too, an extra meatball and bread.
But as the song goes "but that was yesterday, and yesterday's gone". I've been given another day. I'm pretty sure I can do better than yesterday.