Wet carpets and ravioli.

Yesterday was one of those days when you just forget to eat until your stomach starts screaming at you, and you start screaming at anyone around you. Lack of food makes me irritable. :-)
I started off with my usual coffee and egg whites, but by 11 am, I was at Bunna's family's house, eating nuts and a fiber bar. That was the last thing I ate before my day got too busy to be hungry.
I started shampooing the carpets around 1 o'clock, and somewhere around 6pm, the belt on the shampooer broke, and I left the house to search for a replacement. By 7:30, I was home, belt-less, and so tired and cranky I thought I would die!
The container I keep in the fridge full of chopped lettuce was empty! But, no fear! We have four heads of iceberg in the crisper, so I started chopping.
After only having eaten egg whites, nuts and a fiber bar all day, I was starving! So unlike me to go so long between meals, but this was just one of those days.
I got my lettuce in a BIG bowl, added some chopped egg, shredded cheese, blue cheese chunks, craisins, and lite dressing. Then I sat down and savored every bite! It had some high-calorie items in the salad, but I'm not worried. I needed dinner, and I'm just glad I didn't head for the peanut butter, considering the condition my stomach and mind were in at the time.
I actually decided to have a salad for dessert, too! LOL Same thing, minus the egg. Two good sized salads, and I was out for the count.
I went to bed with wet carpets and dreams of finding a belt this morning to finish the job. I hear rumors that Bed Bath and Beyond keeps them in stock... I'll be on my way there soon!
But then, once the Bunna wakes up, we'll be off for our Valentine Brunch. Is it wrong to be looking forward to ravioli and red wine at 9 am? I suppose... but if loving Italian food is wrong, I don't want to be right. :-)
Oh, and weigh in today was 182. Ugh. You think Louie's makes a LIGHT ravioli??

Danger!

At this point in my body restructuring, I am in mortal danger! Okay, that's an exaggeration. But I feel like I'm being tossed in the middle of so many temptations!
The holidays came and went, and there went my will power... temporarily. It's back, but not as strong, and I've got those 3 lbs to show for it still!
Last night, I was left alone. All alone......... just me and the jar of peanut butter. Scary, right? I could write a complete horror screenplay based on just the few hours I had with that fattening little temptation.
It was as if it was stalking me. I'd have a salad, and I'd see it in the pantry as I gathered salad fixings. I saw it again as I put everything away. I told myself, "If you're good and just have your yummy salad, you can have a little spoonful of peanut butter after dinner."
That held me for awhile, and once the dishes were done, and I was relaxed and ready for bed, I should have just snuck upstairs, before it could follow me. But I didn't. I opened that pantry door, and there it was ...mocking me.
But I showed it who's boss. I opened it right up, and had a spoonful. Then a second. As I was getting ready to go for three, my common sense kicked in... finally!
I probably had a couple hundred calories of that yummy peanutty goodness before I quit. Oh well... what's done is done. I'll go for a long walk today, cursing that jar of Skippy with every step!