Out of Control

Just one thing to get off of my chest….

Sunday morning, I woke up to this.

And promptly went into the freezer and had a pint of Salted Caramel Gelato for breakfast.

My diet/eating habits/cravings/fat thighs have gotten out of control.
I have lost the fight ya’ll.
Logically, intellectually, I know why. I know that I am stress eating. I know that I tend to overeat and let cravings for sweets and salty’s take over my life when I feel out of control in other areas of my life.
I could say I’m stressed about my Daddy and the fact that I don’t feel like my mother is equipped to handle taking care of him. And there is not one damn thing I can afford to do about it.
That’s true, but I’m also stressed about life in general right now:

• will or won’t the job let me work from home,
• will Pookah ever stop this annoying throat clearing he’s had for months,
• will his eyes ever be white again,
• will I ever REALLY  have the energy for spontaneous sex again?
• WHY am I not pregnant?( well, see the above)

Yes, I could and should exercise( it would probably help the stress).
Yes, I could and should put down the warm honey bun and the bag of salt and vinegar potato chips.( it would defiantly help the thighs…)
I am out of control.

That’s all…….