I seriously need some motivation.

I just logged into My Fitness Pal. It said that I "have not logged in for a week. She might need some encouragement." Ha. I didn't know it did that. Fun fun.

Anyhow, I am eating everything in sight. No restriction. I'm starting to feel like I am not going to get any? Food gets stuck but I am not feeling like I am full after eating a cup of food. I hate feeling stuck. I have to slow down. I have in the back of my mind that when you are too tight you can damage your esophagus and, because you eat sliders, even gain weight. I am not having heartburn but dinner gets stuck often. I know, part of it is eating too fast and part of it is food choices. Anyhoo, I weighed in on Friday and I was not happy with the number. 267, if I recall correctly. I am going to weigh in tomorrow and see how badly this weekend hurt. I ate like crap today. I don't know what it is. I am stressed out, and I know that, and I have to stop thinking I can eat the stress away. I just ... I'm not sure that my job is for me, and I miss my old line of work, and we're putting the house on the market, and I'm not sure how financing for a new house is going to go, and I really want one certain house but we may not be able to buy it in time, and the kids have been sick, and Lucas has been cranky and not eating well (the irony) and I need a break.

The good: I took a walk today.

The bad: I ate two large handfuls chocolate chips today, some crappy whale crackers, drank wine, and had bread. I just finished up a snack of multi-grain cheerios.

Alright. It is late and I need sleep most of all. Good night. And wish me luck as I get back on track. Which I will do, starting now.