When I diet, I frequently become a bit irritable.  As my husband calls it, the crabby patties (come to think about it, one of those sound really good right now).  Although this time around I don’t feel as crabby as I normally get when I diet, apparently those around me think differently.  Mostly little things irk me and I go from zero to sixty in about 1 second.  I am not the most patient person to begin with.  As I explain it to my husband, I feel like I am bi-polar.  Really happy one moment and a totally different person the next.  It could be over anything…. the kids toys all over, the kids tracking dirt in the house after asking them not to for the tenth time, the kids screaming after asking them not to…. do you sense a theme there?

As I write this I am drinking a protein shake.  It is pretty good– not nearly good as ice cream.   In fact, I have some ice cream in my freezer.  I hear it calling me, “come eat me…. I am so good… seriously!  Come eat me”.  I had a lot of calories left by the end of the day, mainly because what I ate today was low in calories.  I was feeling a little hungry and I don’t want what happened last week to happen this week.  If I leave that many calories left in my day, I know that will come back to bite me tomorrow.

Tomorrow night I have a function to go to for my local Rotary Club.  Dinner is included at a nice restaurant in town.  I am  not sure how I am going to stay on track for that…. tune in tomorrow to find out how it goes!