I had to take a nap to stop thinking about AL. I want to go out for a nice dinner, have some wine, and have some more wine when I get home. Day 3 and 4, tough for some people, is a breeze for me; it's after a week that I get itchy.
My mother in law gave us a bunch of limes, and my husband said some Vodka tonics would taste great. That was the trigger. Drinking--I deserve a drink--was all I could think about. I've cleaned like a madwoman, done laundry, cooked, and want a reward!
Plus, I was discouraged when I got on the scales today. Since not drinking, and following Weight Watchers, I've only lost one pound in a week. I was sure it would be more. Bummer. Maybe I'm expecting too much.
Please don't tell me to go for a walk. It's too damn hot.
Once this last load of clothes is finished, I'm going to take a shower, and crawl in bed with a book. I've done enough for today, and will relax. Books are my escape.
I want to make it through the week and weekend. Help!!
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