I'm slowly coming to the realization that this WOE is the only WOE that has ever afforded me the luxury of freedom from cravings, freedom from binging, freedom from eating at what's eating me. A colleague asked me today what it's doing to me emotionally, and I had to admit that while I have not been so much of my usual jovial self, I haven't been eating away my feelings. I've been feeling my way through, and some days I feel pretty raw. Today was a little easier.

Breakfast was a low carb tortilla wrapped around turkey, string cheese and a little mayo.

Lunch was a green salad with broccoli and hummus.

Supper was full out I NEED WINGS AND RIGHT NOW. Dropped by Sam's club after school and picked up this enormous package of wings. Fried up half of them, prepared half of those with butter and lemon pepper, half with wing sauce. Also quickly cleaned up three hard cooked eggs, added parm and mayo and a little curry powder.

I ate the eggs and realized that I could only get around a couple wings. The bones to the dogs, and quite a bit of meat down the drain as they're really not very good reheated.

I have no idea why I prepared so very much food for dinner. 3 eggs??? AND wings????? No idea what I was thinking there. Thank goodness I stopped eating before I got sick. I need sleep.

I want to weigh in. I actually took a battery out of the smoke detector in the spare room. Turns out the blasted scale is broken. Probably got wet. Probably a good thing.

Feeling tired and cranky just now.